How to find the place where the seal has broken.

Kane had already thought of a way.

Thanks to that silver magic stone yesterday; if it wasn't for the silver skill he acquired from it, Kane would almost be contemplating giving up by now.

The skill [Explorer's Pointer] is precisely what can help them find the location of the broken seal, isn't it?

Switching the skill into his skill grid.

Magic power began to surge from his hand.

A golden pointer covered in intricate patterns appeared in Kane's hand, followed by a wheel surrounding the pointer.

The entire wheel was filled with patterns that Kane couldn't understand, and these patterns seemed to have a certain charm that made Kane dizzy when he stared at them.

He shook his head to awaken himself from this strange feeling; now was not the time to study these patterns.

Then he began contemplating the characteristics of the seal's location in his mind.

The land where the demon's seal has been broken, the land where evil energy disperses, the place where the demon ritual is performed.

As these three characteristics solidified in Kane's mind, they were transmitted into the compass.

Magic power surged into the compass again, and the golden pointer started to spin wildly inside the compass before finally pausing.

No matter how Kane changed direction and position, the pointer firmly pointed in one direction.

Found it.

"I've found the place; let's go." After saying so, Kane jumped directly off the city wall, where Di Berrio had already prepared warhorses for them below.

Kreya and the others followed closely behind.

Looking at the golden wheel Kane was holding up with one hand, they figured it was another new gadget Kane had come up with without them knowing.

With their movement, many demons and skin-stripping monsters around noticed them.

In the ranks of the demons, some who always stayed by Bartos noticed Kane and his group at a glance.

Then they turned their heads, pretending not to see and suppressing the urge to attack.

However, more demons had just been summoned from hell, immediately influenced by the crescent moon in the sky.

Seeing humans appearing before them, they rushed at them, their bloodthirsty desire filling these demons' heads.

Other demons who knew the Kane Squad's reputation had no intention to stop their companions, instead watching with faces full of schadenfreude.

You can't expect demons known for evil and chaos to have any sense of camaraderie.

If they don't backstab their comrades, that's considered a great mercy.

Such restraint would be considered kindness among the demons.

Kane and his group didn't stop at all, with four floating cannons with large tubes hovering around Kane.

This was Kane's latest improvement, a bombardment-style floating cannon designed for high-firepower domination.

The dark cannons turned directly at the demons charging towards Kane and his group.

As the rear of the cannon tubes lit up with waves of blue light, conical shells shot out from the cannon muzzles, trailing long tails of flame.

The powerful demons were directly hit by the sudden shells, and the powerful explosions blew them away, visibly leaving gaps in their bodies.

It seemed this battle was no longer any concern of theirs.

And demons not known for their constitution were directly blown into a pile of ashes, having died without even shedding blood.

But they were just replicas of the world anyway, blood or no blood; it didn't matter.

As for the skin-stripping monsters that followed, Kane couldn't even be bothered; he laid out a bunch of spherical bombs behind them.

These spheres stood in place, directly attaching to the skin-stripping monsters that ran past them, their surfaces flashing with red lights.

"Boom!"

With the explosion's sound, there was nothing left following Kane and his group.

Adhesive spherical bombs: small-sized, precise identification, concentrated explosion, designed specifically for agile monsters.

They could still occasionally see assembled demon squads heading towards the battlefield while advancing.

No need to overthink it; these demons were undoubtedly freshly summoned from the ritual arrays.

As they passed by these squads, Kane would directly fire a high-powered shell at them, taking out a few to lessen the pressure on the troops at the volcano barrier.

What Kane and his group could do now was quickly rush towards their target, hoping the troops could hold until they returned.

...

The walls of the volcano fortress.

Countless skin-stripping monsters and demons were swarming up.

Some flying demons passed over the walls, diving straight into the soldiers below, using their bodies to harvest lives around them wantonly.

Watching his captain holding an iron shield, using his well-built yet fragile compared to the demons' body to fend off attacks.

The captain turned to glance at him, a heavy helmet covered his head, obscuring his expression, but his deep, steady voice could be heard.

"Don't worry, Cole; I'll stand in front of you. Pick up your longsword and strike, demons are nothing special."

The wicked, ferocious demon stretched out his bloodstained hooked claw and swung it forcefully, ripping apart the captain's heavyweight armored body and shield in front of him.

Scalding hot blood sprayed onto his face, and a helmeted head quietly rolled to his feet, its features unreadable.

The steady voice still echoed in his ear, "Demons are nothing special."

"Ah!" Cole shouted, picking up his longsword and charging at the demon, rolling forward to dodge a tail swipe before reaching its abdomen.

Tightly gripping the sword hilt with both hands and thrusting upward with force.

The boiling, lava-like blood drenched his body.

The scalding blood burned his skin, yet Cole didn't release his sword, continuing to twist it with force.

"Demons are nothing special!"

The demon wailed in pain, unable to resist crying out: "Damn ant, you actually hurt me, I'm going to tear you apart."

Extending its slender, crimson arm, the crescent claws still stained with crimson blood droplets, with each swing, blood splattered to the sides.

A massive lance abruptly pierced through from behind its back, the slender tip protruding from its chest.

The searing, magma-like blood flowed down along the lance like a stream.

The enormous lance advanced forward once more, pushed by a female knight clad in heavy armor.

Like a stream, blood sprayed out like a showerhead.

The demon threw back its head and unleashed an ear-piercing roar, then its towering body collapsed.

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