I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

The villagers are essentially part of the island.

They were also part of the General Army, so Du Wei cared for them as if they were his own cells.

Therefore, love needs no reason.

However, fire is terrifying to demons and fallen angels.

Touching it will instantly burn the skin and damage the body, while mentally it will strip away memory and instincts.

"Aaaaaahh ...

The mediocre demon engulfed in flames let out a pitiful wail.

It was a roar that could shatter eardrums, like a wailing question about why it had stepped into this ideal land (hell).

The weak cannot survive in flames.

After their meaning was erased.

Other demons and fallen angels are even unable to remember the existence or memories of their fallen comrades.

Thoughts, like rusty gears, cease to function, and the connection between body and consciousness grows increasingly distant.

Fallen angels and demons with sufficient fighting power can still resist.

But they have to endure a hundred times more pain.

"Goo-ah!!"

Lucifer was burned by the flames of the underworld in 140 AD.

To him, ordinary flames were like water, but this otherworldly fire was more poisonous than the holy spring of the heavens.

It is a double blow, both mentally and physically.

"Get away from these flames—!!"

Azazel immediately called out and gave the order.

However, the current level of chaos on the battlefield is far beyond imagination.

Demons and fallen angels are stained with man-eating flames.

Whenever the brain refuses to recognize something and feels like it's about to faint, it is subjected to a baptism of flames that scorch the skin, forcibly restoring consciousness.

The impact severed my senses once again, but an even stronger heat surged forth, forcing me back to reality.

An endless, raging hell of nothingness.

This is the state of a mid-level demon, a fallen angel.

In their search for oxygen, they moved their mouths like fish washed ashore, breathing out air with their dry mouths.

Each time, the heatwave would travel through his body, burning away his lungs and gradually taking control of his consciousness.

It was too late. They were helpless.

They can only be ravaged, unable to cope.

These fallen angels and demons, once so revered, now dance like comedic clowns in the Demon Realm.

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The mid-level demons and fallen angels were burned to ashes by the flames.

Those who were able to resist quickly escaped from the inferno, trying to avoid being engulfed by the flames.

The village was now a scene of flames.

The ideal world has turned into a blazing inferno.

The fire showed no signs of abating.

The dancing flames devoured the fleeing demons and fallen angels, burning them to ashes.

The feast of death added a touch of blood red to the sky.

The higher-ranking demons and fallen angels could hold out for a while, but the demon lord-level officers were not significantly affected in terms of their actions.

Everyone involved suffered psychological trauma.

The troops lost a quarter of their strength when they withdrew from the village.

Although that part was the weakest fighting force in the team, losing it still pained both the fallen angels and demons.

"Where did that guy attack from?!"

Lucifer was even more unwilling to swallow this insult.

He watched helplessly as his soldiers died in the flames, unable to even remember their names and faces.

All we know is that they died in the fire.

Fear and anger swirled in my mind.

Lucifer didn't notice the way Li Zevim was mesmerized by the beautiful scenery.

Indeed, he found this kind of destruction quite beautiful.

This is the behavior a demon should exhibit.

Du Wei, standing in Gloucester, was radiating a heavy spiritual pressure, his gaze no longer carrying any gentleness.

Only the unmistakably clear, blood-red killing intent remained.

Morgan delivered the message to him.

Britain is the demonic realm he controls; if he so desires, he can manipulate souls to launch attacks on certain places.

I want to destroy these scum who have invaded this pure land.

He had witnessed the actions of the demons and fallen angels, and a feeling of disgust lingered in his heart, refusing to dissipate.

They must be defeated.

Just as he once fought against calamities.

"Lord Duwei, let me go into battle to face the enemy. You are the most important person in Britain, and those from other worlds are not worthy of your personal attention..."

Bagst's face showed disgust.

Melusin, who was now wearing a mask, stepped forward with her to stand before Du Wei.

"Give the order, and I will evolve the filth for you, so that they will know our power and regret setting foot on this land."

Melusine's tone was as cold as a machine.

An emotionless tone makes one feel more dangerous, as if they exist only to complete a mission.

At this moment, she was no longer the enchanting beauty Lucin.

Rather, it is a sword used to punish foreign enemies and kill people from other worlds.

Du Wei stared at the two women in front of him, whose voices were resolute, but did not immediately give his decision.

“Du Wei, leave it to us. You’ve done enough. It wouldn’t hurt to trust us a little, would it? I want to help you.”

Bawanxi approached Du Wei and spoke gently.

She didn't want Du Wei to shoulder all the responsibility alone anymore.

Seeing the powerful Yin energy displayed by the three women, coupled with their sincere desire to help him.

Amidst the anger, I felt a sense of warmth.

We will not allow people from other worlds to touch this pure land.

Those people had no idea how much their lovers had endured to earn this near-perfect utopia.

It is something that must never be defiled.

They loved every day they spent with him, a kind of happiness that could only be found in Britain.

Therefore, I want to protect it together with him.

"Alright. I'll leave it to you."

Du Wei reluctantly conceded to the three women.

There's no reason to reject them here.

If you keep acting recklessly without considering the opinions of those around you, then you are being far too independent and unconventional.

He also wanted to work hand in hand with the women.

Since Britain was transformed into a demon realm.

His domineering principles lingered here for a long time, and unknowingly formed something similar to yin energy.

The Yin energy that can only exist in the principles of another world.

As mentioned earlier, it is not bound by the principles of the universe and is a supernatural wind that can distort the laws.

The more Duwei colors you add, the heavier the yin energy will become.