"Your Majesty, there is a group of over a thousand people approaching our Cangyue Empire from outside the border," a messenger ran over and reported to Dios.

Upon hearing the news, Dios immediately displayed a hint of joy on his face. "Wait for my instructions," he said.

"As you command, Your Majesty," the messenger replied.

Dios then walked out of the palace and spread his steel wings, soaring into the sky towards the border.

"General, there's someone flying above us," a soldier approached a general and said in a low voice.

The Demon General also took flight and gazed towards Dios in the distance.

Dios drew a knife-shaped mark with magic, and the Demon General, Salas, instantly understood that it was the symbol of the Demon Army.

"Salas, lead your troops and leave now. Pass through like you're just passing by. Tomorrow night will be the birthday of the Cangyue Empire's king, and there will be a grand birthday banquet. The defense will surely be weak at that time. You can take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and destroy the Cangyue Empire," Dios said to Salas.

Upon hearing this, Salas immediately nodded. "If the plan succeeds, I will plead to His Majesty on your behalf. I will ask him to release your soul from this body and restore you to your original form," he said.

"Thank you, General. I will be waiting here for your good news," Dios said gratefully.

"Of course," Salas smiled and led his troops to quickly retreat, disappearing into the night.

Dios watched Salas leave, his eyes narrowed with a hint of fierce determination. "The Demon King humiliated me in the past, and now it's your turn to repay that debt. I will hang your heads on the city walls for our soldiers to admire," he said.

After finishing his words, Dios immediately flapped his steel wings and flew towards the palace.

Upon returning to the palace, he immediately summoned all the generals and informed them of the incoming enemy troops.

"Tomorrow night, there will be a group of enemies attacking. These enemies are from the secret realm that opened some time ago, called the Wutu. This world is composed of many barbarian tribes, who are very cunning and skilled in hiding. They also possess great strength, comparable to that of the Dragon Clan. That's why I had you build the city walls and construct the magical crossbows," Dios looked at the generals in front of him and said seriously.

"And they possess strength comparable to the Dragon Clan?" The people were shocked to hear this.

In the eyes of humans, dragons are the most powerful race, unmatched by humans in terms of physical strength and magical resistance. They didn't expect that the barbarian tribes possessed strength comparable to the Dragon Clan, which greatly surprised them.

"I will handle these matters alone. I hope all the generals will fulfill their duties, defend our homeland, and never slack off. Otherwise, they will be executed according to the law," Dios looked at the generals and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" they all said in unison.

"Alright, everyone, get busy!" Dios waved his hand.

The generals immediately dispersed and went about their tasks, while Dios sat cross-legged on his bed, restoring his sequence powers.

...

At the same time, Demon General Salas returned to the vanguard force. "Tomorrow night, the king of the Cangyue Empire will host a birthday banquet. That will be our best opportunity to destroy this country. We must be prepared beforehand," he said.

Upon hearing Salas' words, the various tribal leaders began to discuss. The elder of the Witch Tribe slowly spoke, "Salas, don't you think this could be a trap? How do you know if the Demon General has devoured the soul of that human or if he's being controlled? If it's the latter, then we are walking into a trap."

Salas smiled coldly at the remark and said, "Are you questioning the abilities of our Demon Tribe? You Witch Tribe is nothing more than a group of cowards."

"Hmph! We Witch Tribe are not cowards. I am just considering the well-being of our entire tribe. If we rashly attack and fall into an ambush, how will we explain that to the Witch King? Do you really think that the Demon Tribe can rampage through this continent without consequence? Angels, Demons, Dragons, do you really think they don't exist? Humans say that the Blood Clan is the strongest race on this continent. It's foolish for the Demon Tribe to believe such nonsense," the elder of the Witch Tribe mocked.

Upon hearing the words of the Witch Tribe elder, the other tribes also began to discuss. Although they didn't have any counterarguments, they secretly agreed with the Witch Tribe elder. After all, in their view, the three top races, Angels, Demons, and Dragons, should exist in some corner of the world, unknown to humans.

But the words of the elder of the Witch Clan made the members of the Demon Clan very displeased because questioning their actions was tantamount to insulting the Demon Clan.

"Elder of the Witch Clan, please be mindful of your identity. Don't forget, you are just a mere wizard. In our eyes, you are nothing. You are just an ant, and we can crush you anytime," Salas coldly glanced at the elder of the Witch Clan and said.

The elder of the Witch Clan trembled with anger upon hearing this.

"What did you say? I am an ant?" the elder of the Witch Clan pointed at Salas.

"So what? Did I say anything wrong? You are nothing but an ant. In our presence, you are not even worth being called an ant," Salas said word by word.

"Fine, very well. If that's the case, let's wait and see! I want to see how your Demon Clan will take over the human city tomorrow night," the elder of the Witch Clan said coldly.

"If you trust me, follow me to conquer the nearby countries and we will evenly share the spoils. If you don't trust me, don't covet the spoils we will get," Salas proudly raised his head and said loudly.

"Well..."

After hearing Salas' words, everyone looked at each other and saw hesitation and struggle in each other's eyes. Obviously, they were hesitating whether to continue following Salas to attack the Azure Moon Kingdom or act on their own.

After all, they were only a vanguard team whose purpose was to investigate the distribution and overall strength of powers in the divine and demon continent, not to conquer human territories like Salas.

If they could conquer an empire with minimal losses and gain rich spoils, then they would have profited as well.

"Alright, since that's the case, I agree as well. We will attack the Azure Moon Kingdom with you and evenly split the spoils," the captain of the Bimon Tribe, Banas, was the first to speak.

"No problem." Salas smiled when he heard Banas' words and then waved his hand to signal the soldiers to prepare.

The queen of the insects, Hamana, nodded and agreed as well.

The captain of the Winged People, Iqu, hesitated for a moment and ultimately didn't join their team. He chose to complete the mission entrusted to him by the emperor, which was to survey the various powers in the divine and demon continent, especially the Blood Clan.

Afterward, Salas, Banas, and Hamana began to discuss their plan for tomorrow night.

Iqu and the elder of the Witch Clan smiled at each other and returned to their respective tents.