�Brigade commander.�

Besium, the 7th division commander belonging to the 24th Corps, approached with a clap of black iron armor.

�Soldiers are attacking our allies.�

Maraduk of Ruin, a beautiful man, sat on a throne and smiled lightly.

�Can you stop it?�

Besium immediately prostrated himself.

�Just leave it to me!�

�Hmm.�

When Maraduk rose from his seat, the three division commanders who were standing besides Besium saluted.

�This is an interesting ability.�It�s an infection����.�

The sight that Maradouk looked down through the window was a huge wave with no personality.

�Aww!�die!�Just die!�

Number of infected: 165,843.

Maraduk laughed while exposing his fangs as he watched the walking dead demons massacre their own people.

�Isn�t it really the devil?�

Savoring the irony, the four division commanders silently watched the scene outside the window.

Number of infected: 325,574.

The infection route created on a scale of 1 million units was pushing toward the leader�s palace, causing huge ripples.

�Clean it up.�

Maradouk made a firm decision.

�They are useless.�

It was already an irreversible situation, and when the number of infected people exceeds 1 million, the division commander gets tired from then on.

�I will follow your orders.�

While walking in the middle of the battlefield, Sirone and Minerva caught sight of the leader�s palace in the distance.

�Determine yourself!�Kill yourself as soon as you get bitten!�

Hell�s brigade commanders put a bluff, but the chain of command was no longer in a situation to work.

Some demons took their own lives, but the statistics always converged to the average, and as the demons who missed the opportunity attacked the surroundings again, the infection grew like a snowball.

Number of infected: 653,329.

Sirone gulped as she walked along the path opened by the army of hell.

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