Chapter 84:The Rotten Memory[II]
The night sky burned with crimson flames as the demons descended upon the village like a swarm of locusts.
Houses crumbled, their wooden frames snapping like twigs under monstrous claws. Screams filled the air, desperate cries for help drowned beneath the cackling laughter of the invaders. Blood splattered across the dirt paths, staining the once-peaceful land with carnage.
Children clung to their mothers, sobbing, only to be yanked away by the clawed hands of demons with wicked grins.
Men and women grabbed whatever weapons they could rusty swords, kitchen knives, farming tools, anything to protect themselves. But against the overwhelming force of the demons, it was hopeless. Blades bounced off thick demonic hides, and arrows shattered before they could even pierce flesh.
A farmer swung his axe at a hulking demon, but the beast caught it mid-air with a clawed hand, snapping the wooden handle with ease.
"Pathetic," it sneered before tearing the man’s throat out with its fangs. Another villager, a young boy barely old enough to hold a weapon, stabbed a demon in the leg.
The creature roared, not in pain but amusement.
"Ahaha! This one’s got some fight!" it howled before sinking its teeth into the boy’s skull, cracking it open like a ripe fruit.
Corpses piled up in the streets, and the rivers ran red with human blood. The Asmodeus Clan stood at the center of the destruction, their leader, a towering figure cloaked in dark robes, overseeing the chaos. His voice was deep, emotionless. "Take them all. Spill their blood. Let their suffering please the gods." His followers obeyed with glee, dragging the still-living victims to makeshift altars of bone and stone.
Women were bound in chains, their pleas ignored as jagged blades carved into their flesh. Their blood pooled into sigils etched in the ground, glowing with eerie light.
"Sacrifice them! Let the power flow!" a demon priest screeched, raising a bloodstained dagger. One by one, throats were slit, bodies tossed aside like discarded waste. The demons did not let the corpses go to waste.