240. Hopeless Hope.

Tuwile's face twisted in madness at the sight of some "thing" trying to show him its pity; in an instant, he unsheathed his sword from the human's body that he sat atop and slashed it 360 degrees, horizontally.

 

SLASH!

 

WHOOOSH

 

A ring of reddish black coloured mana shot out from his swing.

 

SPLURT

 

SPLATTER

 

BOOM!

 

Everything up to 50 feet around him was destroyed; nothing was spared—demons, humans, and even buildings that stood in the way of his sword slash simply exploded.

 

And at that horrifying scene, humanity's doom seemed to have been made known, but the demons, even though many of their own kind had died at the hands of one of their own kind, they ignored it as if it weren't anything new and pounced on the humans, who were immobile due to the fear Tuwile had instilled in them without even trying to.