95: It's over, humanity is finished.

On the other side, the Eternal Night Empire attacked Arcane Royal City.

On the towering walls of Arcane Royal City, Raymond stood proudly, clad in Legendary equipment; his Star Guardian Armor shimmered with starlight; the Night Reaper Greatsword was planted beside him, the Blood Moon Oath continuously providing the power of the Dragon Clan; the crimson eyes on his Abyssal Gazer Helmet gave him Divine Sense similar to that of cultivation, allowing him to control the entire battlefield.

Behind Raymond, five hundred thousand Human Alliance troops stood ready.

The runes on the heavy armored knights' armor flickered, the archers' arrows were already nocked, and the mages were softly chanting protective spells.

The entire Royal City was enveloped in a murderous atmosphere.

Opposite the Human Alliance.

Eternal Night Emperor Night Mare sat on a throne made of bones, surrounded by the Ten Great Demon Generals.

The Shadow Demon's form constantly shifted between solid and ethereal, the Blood Demon was wreathed in crimson blood mist, every gaze from the Succubus was Soul-snatching, Underworld Song held a Nine Nether Flute, the Dark Crow's body was composed of countless crows, the Flame Demon was covered in magma, the Bone Demon was surrounded by a storm of bone blades, and so on.

Behind them was an endless Demon Race army—a million bloodthirsty Demon Soldiers let out earth-shattering roars.

"This is the territory of the Human Alliance!" Raymond raised his greatsword, his voice thundering across the battlefield, "You filthy, alien demons, immediately return to your nest, or else—" He swung his sword fiercely, and a Sword Qi split the ground, creating a crack dozens of meters long, "Don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!"

Nightmare lazily lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over Raymond.

"A little worm who hasn't even reached the Undergoing Tribulation Realm..." He waved his hand dismissively, "Shadow Demon, go deal with this noisy human."

The Shadow Demon let out a piercing laugh, his form instantly transforming into a black mist that attacked Raymond.

This black mist was not simple gas, but a living storm composed of countless microscopic shadow creatures.

The grass beneath Raymond's feet withered instantly, and the land within a hundred meters visibly turned to sand.

Just as the black mist was about to engulf Raymond, his Star Guardian Armor on his chest erupted with dazzling starlight.

Twelve prismatic light shields expanded into a sphere, blocking the Shadow Demon's engulfment.

Raymond executed a standard knight's thrust, the blade of Night Reaper precisely piercing the center of the black mist—where the Shadow Demon's true form was faintly visible.

Ugh ah—!

The Shadow Demon shrieked in agony.

His left arm, along with half of his shoulder, was consumed by the starlight, and the wound, instead of blood, continuously emitted dissipating shadow particles.

These particles struggled like living things, trying to return to the main body, but were mercilessly shredded by the spatial rifts left by the blade.

The Shadow Demon staggered backward, his once solid body beginning to turn transparent.

He discovered with horror that the injured part could not regenerate as usual.

The Judgment BUF formed by the Night Reaper continuously burned his body, each breath bringing a Soul-tearing pain.

Raymond flicked off the shadow residue clinging to his sword, a cold arc forming at the corner of his mouth: "A mere Demon General is nothing special; let your king personally challenge me!!"

"How dare an ant be so arrogant!"

The Shadow Demon roared, his body twisting and expanding, shadow crystals splitting and recombining, instantly transforming into a ten-meter-tall demonic form.

Six newly formed shadow claws simultaneously struck down, each blow carrying destructive shadow energy.

Raymond moved like lightning, weaving through the dense claw shadows, each dodge narrowly avoiding a hit.

Each swing of the Night Reaper left spatial cracks in the air, these cracks intertwining to form a net of judgment, restricting the Shadow Demon's movements.

As the battle intensified, the Shadow Demon suddenly roared, opening his gaping maw and spewing out a highly concentrated torrent of shadow.

Raymond took a deep breath, channeling all his power into the Night Reaper.

The sword body instantly extended into a several-hundred-meter-long Judgment Sword Qi, this light pure and sacred, gathering the will of the entire starry sky.

The moment the two forces collided, heaven and earth lost their color, followed by an explosion of light a hundred times brighter than the sun.

The shockwave swept in all directions with destructive force, and as the light gradually faded, Raymond's sword was seen deeply embedded in the Shadow Demon's demonic core;

And he himself was impaled through the chest by three shadow spears, blood dripping down the spear tips.

Raymond used his last ounce of strength to push the Night Reaper forward another inch, the sword tip piercing the Shadow Demon's heart.

"This, how is this possible! You ant!!"

The Shadow Demon shrieked unwillingly, his husk beginning to crack like broken porcelain.

Raymond gloated: "You alien demons are nothing special, haha, you ultimately still died by my... sword..."

Just then, Eternal Night Emperor Night Mare descended from the sky.

Raymond thought he had come to kill him, and raised his greatsword.

Who knew!

Nightmare's mouth curved into an exaggerated arc, and in front of the other Demon Generals, he grabbed the Shadow Demon's shattered body and began to devour him with his gaping maw.

Sharp teeth tore at the Shadow Demon's flesh, emitting horrifying chewing sounds, and purplish-black Devilish Qi dripped from his chin.

The surrounding Demon Generals all took a step back, complex expressions on their faces.

Some had a flicker of intolerance in their eyes, while others licked their lips with greed, but not a single one stepped forward to stop him.

This was an iron law of the Demon Race—those who failed their mission would become nourishment for the strong.

Nightmare's devouring lasted a full quarter of an hour, and when he swallowed the last piece of the Shadow Demon's flesh, his entire Aura surged dramatically.

Pitch-black Devilish Qi churned around him as if substantial, his cultivation directly leaping from Ascension Stage Ten to Stage Twenty, and the powerful pressure solidified the air within a hundred-mile radius.

Raymond collapsed to the ground, watching the scene in disbelief.

He let out a hoarse sound from his throat: "You... you madmen... you even eat your own kind..."

Nightmare slowly turned, his crimson eyes locking onto Raymond. "Haha! Little human, thank you for helping me get rid of this trash. In return, I will let you die without pain."

Saying this, Nightmare extended his right hand, his five fingers lengthening and deforming into pitch-black claws.

"Eternal Night Domain!" With Nightmare's low roar, an absolute darkness instantly enveloped Raymond.

Raymond felt his limbs entangled by the night, unable even to blink, and could only watch as the demonic claw approached his chest.

Pfft!

The excruciating pain of the claws piercing his flesh made him want to scream, but no sound came from his throat.

The most terrifying thing was that his consciousness was abnormally clear; he could distinctly feel Nightmare's fingers fumbling within his chest cavity, then seizing his still-beating heart.

"No!!" Raymond screamed a heart-wrenching cry from the depths of his Soul.

He hated! He hated his grandfather's indecisiveness, he hated the king's cowardice and incompetence, and he hated even more that he had failed to fulfill his vow to lead the Human Alliance to glory.

Extreme anger and unwillingness transformed into an unprecedented power; even with his heart forcibly ripped out, his body still did not fall.

On the brink of death, he Broke Through his limits, reaching a Realm comparable to a Legendary Mage, and dazzling golden light erupted around him.

"Hahaha! I've become stronger, I'm invincible!" Raymond was excited, preparing to counterattack.

Who knew that in the next second!

The golden light on his body was instantly suppressed by the Eternal Night Domain; the golden light dissipated, the power gap was too immense.

Nightmare grinned, his five fingers like the sharpest spears, directly piercing through Raymond's crown.

Immediately after, he opened his gaping maw and bit Raymond's neck, his sharp fangs easily tearing through the artery.

Raymond was unwilling; why did the heavens treat him this way? From a young age, he always thought he was the protagonist, with all the halos upon him, and at twenty, he was already the Human Commander!!

Why! Why!!

The "crunch, crunch" of chewing was particularly grating in the silent battlefield.

"Delicious! So delicious!" Nightmare cackled, his mouth full of blood, "I never thought the flesh and blood of this mage would be ten times more delicious than that of a demon! Hahahaha!"

As the last trace of life force ebbed away, Raymond's vision gradually blurred.

The last scene he saw before falling into eternal darkness was Nightmare contentedly licking the blood from his fingers, and in the distance, the Demon Generals leading a million-strong army, slaughtering the Human Alliance.

"It's over! Humanity is finished!"