Chapter 102: Demon King Worshipper
him, worship him. Our mighty Demon King.” That was the first thing we heard upon entering the Cidatel Republic.
Those words alone laid bare the profound despair that ruled this land.
Fear often breeds a twisted form of devotion.
“Is this... the Cidatel Republic? It seems more like...”
Roka kept glancing around, her eyes darting in every direction. But there was nothing to see.
Only faint silhouettes moved through a haze of ash so thick it snuffed out even the faintest ray of light.
“It feels like stepping into the demon realm...”
“It’s worse. The demon realm would be better than this.”
People unfamiliar with the demon realm often imagine it as an unlivable hell where no human could survive. I was once guilty of that same ignorance. Village elders had spun tales of lands so vile that a single footstep would taint one’s soul.
Naturally, none of those storytellers had ever ventured there.