She was the 6th-ranked archdemon of the demon realm.
For countless ages, she had never tasted defeat, a testament to her strength. That unblemished record held firm even here, in Chaos and Evil’s Harem, a place where only the mightiest of archdemons converged.
Slaughter, violence, barbarism, greed, madness, obsession—among the virtues prized by demonkind, Nihilmir lacked nothing.
Thus, she was certain her spirit would remain unbroken, even in the face of a demon king.
So why?
Why, then, was she now trembling with fear before a mere human?
‘This doesn’t make any sense!’
Terror, laced with confusion, drained the color from her face, leaving it ashen.
At that moment, the piercing wail of brass instruments jolted the battlefield’s air, sharp and unsteady.
Aura blades, suspended in midair as if time itself had paused, quivered before being drawn back into the holy sword gripped by Reed.
The holy sword Libra, having…