[One and half years later]
The entire world which looked to be quite peaceful on the surface had been in turmoil from the inside recently.
Many things have changed and various movements could be seen throughout the world.
The Demon Continent which had been silent for years started to voice out its grievance and wanted a piece of land in the Central Plains for it.
The Demons were done with the harsh environment of the North and wanted to live in a suitable climate where they could survive easily instead of struggling bitterly.
A conference of major species was held consisting of Elves, Dwarfs and humans.
The Dragons refused to make their appearance which was already expected.
All races lived peacefully coexisting with each other and hardly interfered with other races except for the neighbours sharing the same borders.
In the meeting, everyone tried to negotiate peacefully and solve the matter but a fiction broke out as The Demon Emperor walked in with the Dark Elf who wanted the right for her species to be represented at a higher level but the Elfs ignored them.
The Elf refused to coexist with them and thus finally led to the beginning of the War.
Soon, everything falls out as The Demon Emperor announced it was an alliance with Dark Elf and started to counterattack.
At first, the battle seemed to be against Elves consisting of minor skirmishes but soon it changed and various human lands were attacked on the premise that these lands were secretly cooperating with Elves and on this premise Demons started to interfere.
Elves' full-scale warfare came to standstill as a huge crisis appeared and the World Tree started to wilt.
The Demon and Dark Elves occupied a piece of land of the Elf's territory and started to advance towards the Arkan Empire which closely shared its boundary with Kinley.
The Arkan Empire was quite weak compared to Harold and Kinley and started to lose its territory along the border.
......
Henson yawned as he walked on his usual patrol at the borders he was assigned to.
Behind him walked his comrades in arms.
All of them were graduates of Zenith Academy and were sent to serve the military in the fourth year, like others but decided to stay here hoping for some fun and mirth more than that, they wanted to earn points to raise their status and war was the easiest way.
But unfortunately, the area they were staying in always seemed to be at peace.
His hair fluttered and he walked around with a poker face.
From him, it had now become a regular walk rather than patrolling as nothing was happening around the borders.
He had heard about the demon's army marching towards the place. He had heard about it in the last three months but he couldn't even find a monster or beast around which he could fight to kill his time.
"We shouldn't be here. It was better to become Knights rather than soldiers in a random desolate outpost." One of them snorted.
"Knights are worse than us. Once you become a knight and have taken the vow, you are nothing but a dog which could be used and thrown by your master as one, please." Henson spoke with a grin.
"Henson, have some respect, man. They are at least loyal."
"I don't have anything against Knight. They are the most respected individuals. A Knight can only shine when his master is complacent not an idiotic bastard or a fool."
Henson spoke and looked at the vast land before him.
There was a desert before him. It was vast and peaceful to the point that one couldn't even find a single disturbance or screeching of any beasts.
Except for the usual sound of wind clashing against sand and blowing away the dunes, there was nothing here.
They have been standing guard to the point that their nerves have been tensed to the limit.
Even a single sneeze from someone was enough to make their guard up but now everyone was losing their guard and going back to relaxing.
This place had become more of a holiday spot than a borderland.
Sometimes, you prepare everything and harden your heart to fight the disaster.
But at the very moment, life plays tricks on you.
Sometimes, it waits..waits patiently until you lose your patience, get bored and finally gives up and at that very moment, the disaster which had been out of sight suddenly arrives and hits you in the worst possible way.
"Hey, let's go and play cards."
Henson along with everyone nodded and was about to leave when a strong wind blew suddenly followed by a deafening roar.
BOOOOOOOM!
The sudden eruption caused everyone to tremble as neither of them noticed anything unusual a moment ago.
Henson's eyes widened as he saw the sand from the distance was blown away and a huge mushroom-shaped cloud emerged rising to the top.
"Shit...Shit..."
"That son of bitches, demons are here...."
They saw a huge dark lizard-like figure from afar with horns on his top.
It had a long tail and hollow eyes which gave them chills down the spine even from far away.
"Inform everyone, we are in trouble," Henson screamed and decided to escape first to give a report but as they turned their back was startled to see a huge hulking figure of Demon standing before them with a menacing gaze.
Most of them were at Master rank and only three of them were at Epic rank with Henson the strongest with mid-Epic rank but before the Transcendent rank, exuding a heavy pressure, they all seemed to be nothing more than ants.
Their minds were clouded with fear as they saw the figure standing before them who was quite far away from them.
It raised its huge hand and slashed at them.
Henson along with others who took out their sword and struck Demon but alas, they were not his match....
...
In Zenith...
A man with a grey moustache and brown hair ruffled his coat while walking towards the corridor.
"Today was a good day, I earned a bit by selling those filthy slaves."
"Heheee!"
"I just have to follow their orders, kidnap people and sell them at higher prices to them and auction the leftovers."
"I am rich…..Filthy rich..."
He walked towards the room and opened the door with a joyful look.
"Wife! Let's have fun tonight."
"Tomorrow, I will buy your favourite necklace as your gift for an unprecedented night. Hehe he…"
"Huh!"The man's steps halted and his eyes widened as saucers.
On top of the bed instead of his wife, was a man with dark clothes sharpening the dagger.
He stopped sharpening the dagger and looked at him with a wide smile.
"Hohoho!You are finally here."
"Welcome Sir, I am the servant of death. I have come personally to send you to hell."
The man's legs trembled as he felt a sense of oppression from the figure who was emanating a huge pressure that gave him chills.
"You came too late. I was so bored waiting for you that I had already had some fun with her by hacking her into pieces. She was so satisfied that she passed out in the middle."
A thick vein bulged on his forehead and he screamed in terror.
"Bastard! Who are you? What did you do to my wife?" He screamed like a wild beast and shouted for the guard stationed outside but no matter how much he screamed, all his pleas fell into deaf ears.
