I picked up the dragon girl at the beginning and I used artillery fire to liberate the other world

Inside the towering Demon King's Tower, Achilles's old face revealed the loneliness and regret of a dying lamp. The sufferings of his youth and the heroism after he became the hegemon all passed through his mind at this moment like fluttering leaves.

Did he really do the right thing?

By tying the fate of his people to that of a bloodthirsty demon, will he be able to completely escape the fate of being bullied? Or will he crawl out of one quagmire and fall into a new one?

Whenever he stood in front of the high glazed floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out at the brilliant sunset at the end of the sky, he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

The people of the tribe live and work in peace and contentment under the setting sun, and no longer have to endure oppression from any other race. All of this is due to the protection of the demon god.

But every time when the Blood God Festival came, when he wielded the butcher knife at other races, a deep sense of guilt grew in his heart. The fear was like a long-dormant volcano, violently awakened by a piece of stone.

Countless races perished in an instant under the demons' attack. The way they desperately fled and begged for mercy was very similar to themselves in the past.

Perhaps, death is the real relief for him and also a kind of atonement.

"Although it may be a little shameless, I still beg you to spare my people."

These words exhausted his last bit of strength and vitality. As his weak voice fell, the demon king who had slaughtered countless lives lowered his head heavily and turned into a pile of lifeless wreckage and bones.

In front of him, in front of the huge high-ceilinged glazed floor-to-ceiling window, the evening orange light cast by the eternal setting sun just happened to pass through the glazed glass to form a concentrated ray of light that enveloped him.

The bright and brilliant sunset glow seems so lonely at this moment, like the silent state after a disaster, or like the peace after the dust has settled.

"I'm afraid your prayers are of no use." Bai Yan sighed softly. He walked lightly to the glazed floor-to-ceiling window and looked into the distance.

The sun is setting and the night is almost dark.

The sky and the earth were separated by that orange-red, and the area below had already fallen into a light dark night.

In the dark night, scarlet points of light floated up and began to gather towards the sky like red fireflies.

Looking down from the sky, it seemed as if the whole world was on fire, quickly transforming the dark night into a fantastic bright world.

However, this fantastic and ostentatious scene was the beginning of a disaster for the demons on earth.

In the underground shelter of a large demon city, there gathered tens of thousands of upper-class nobles who had taken refuge here before the arrival of the human army.

The originally spacious shelter now seemed extremely crowded and bustling with people, as if one had entered a farmers' market during peak hours.

In an inconspicuous corner, a demon noblewoman wearing a brocade dress and exquisite gold ornaments on her head was staring at her slender fingers blankly. Her eyes gradually became filled with fear, and finally she screamed out loud.

With this scream, countless eyes instantly shot towards her. When they saw the scene in front of them clearly, a chill suddenly surged in their hearts.

Her fingers were disappearing, and real flesh and blood turned into spots of scarlet light, which looked extremely abrupt in the slightly dark shelter.

"What a joke!!"

The woman let out a desperate, unwilling howl of fear and began to bite her fingers frantically, trying to bite them off her hands to prevent the scarlet light from invading her arms again.

Her instinctive desire to survive made her feel as if she didn't feel the pain. She bit back even more fiercely and tore off the half-broken finger along with the finger bones.

“Hiss, hiss, damn it!! Fortunately I was saved.”

The noble lady, who still had her charm, covered her fingertips, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed her relief at escaping the disaster.

But the next second, spots of scarlet light flew out from between her fingers again, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she murmured in daze.

"No way, no way, definitely not."

She was trembling all over, like a gambler who knew the outcome of her fate. She moved her hands slightly with trembling hands, eager for the red light to disappear from her sight.

But the opposite happened. A cluster of scarlet light suddenly appeared and severely shattered her last bit of sanity.

Her body was still burning, and then her other hand, toes, arms, calves, and even her bright long hair were covered in light.

The lady fell backwards to the ground, her eyes completely dull. She clearly felt no pain, so why did she suddenly disappear?

She has lived for hundreds of years, why can't she live a few more years?

There was an open space around her, and the crowd watched her from afar with fear and relief on their faces.

"Let's stay away from that place. As long as we don't come into contact, there should be no problem."

"She must have done something to offend the devil, and this is the punishment from the god."

"Damn it! When will the Demon Lord come to save us? Those outsiders outside can even defeat demons. If we go out now, we will definitely die!"

Everyone treated the woman's death as a minor episode, but just a moment later, another horrifying and desperate scream was heard from the other side of the shelter.

The scarlet light appeared again.

Just like the beginning of an avalanche, the entire shelter was instantly enveloped by scarlet light, illuminating everyone's face in the enclosed space with red. Screams rang out one after another, and it seemed like a hell on earth shrouded in scarlet light.

Finally, there was no one left in the entire shelter, only chaotic food and fresh water scattered all over the ground.

Not only here, the demons on the entire continent turned into light and disappeared, even the stars in the sky were covered.

“After so many years, you still only rely on the power of that damn demon god to enjoy peace and longevity.

But trading requires bargaining chips. It's such a simple truth, but you have spent hundreds and thousands of years and still haven't figured it out?"

Bai Yan sighed softly and watched the demise of a race quietly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

The war ended completely at this moment, and the entire continent began to be gradually taken over by humans and elves.

The news was transmitted to the Baiyan Empire at a rapid speed as if it was equipped with four rocket engines.

The demons, a race that once became the nightmare of the entire continent, were completely wiped out under the leadership of His Majesty Bai Yan.

In the Dawn Fortress, in a cozy little room with lights on.

Bader had just returned home from get off work. His wife and children were already waiting for him at the dining table. On the table was a pot of steaming stew that exuded a delicious color and aroma.

"Go wash up and have dinner. I heard there is good news from the front. May the gods bless His Majesty Bai Yan."

The wife's mind once again reappeared the memory of her and her children meeting His Majesty Bai Yan in the soup kitchen of Dawn Fortress.

The lives of her family were all given by His Majesty Bai Yan.

Balde chuckled, took off his sweat-stained and dusty clothes, revealing his muscular upper body, and threw them into the washing basin beside him.

"How can His Majesty Bai Yan be blessed by the gods? He should be the most powerful god in the world. Wait, there will definitely be big news on the TV news today."

Balde laughed out loud. He was already in the military factory and had heard the great news that day, so much so that he couldn't help but laugh wildly.

His wife glared at him, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Go wash your hands now. The TV news is about to start. Maybe you can even see His Majesty Bai Yan give a speech."

Upon hearing this, Balde immediately ran to the bathroom. He didn't want to meet His Majesty Bai Yan in such a dirty state, even on TV.