Redemption of a Born Demon

It was a massive disk formed from coalescing light. At its center was a strange human face adorned with complex patterns, seemingly holding some calendrical and astronomical meaning.

"All units, on high alert!!"

The command center dared not delay; the entire division entered combat readiness.

Within the Golden Pyramid, numerous giant creatures knelt or prostrated themselves, as if welcoming a supreme existence.

On the command center’s main screen, special high-definition cameras captured a figure slowly emerging from the depths of the dazzling light. The image grew clearer, as if someone were stepping from the Divine Realm into the mortal world.

It was a tall man dressed in archaic attire. His upper body was bare, revealing brown, translucent skin that seemed carved from jade, and musculature as defined as a sculpture.

Streams of light, so condensed they appeared solid, formed esoteric adornments on his body, giving him the air of a Divine King.

The man seemed to sense their observation and shot a piercing gaze in their direction.

Even through the screen, everyone felt a chill crawl down their spines as their hearts clenched.

’A living person actually walked out of this Golden Pyramid, this suspected ancient ruin?!’

Everyone realized something was terribly wrong.

"Quick! Make contact! Let him know we mean no harm!"

the division commander ordered at once.

He had recently received intelligence about the events that had transpired in Donghua.

The master of this suddenly appeared Golden Pyramid was very likely an entity on the same level as the one behind the Donghua incident. He dared not be careless.

On the other side, however, the man who emerged from the light seemed to have no intention of talking or negotiating.

Or, to be more precise, he had no interest in conversing with ants.

’What an eyesore. Are they gawking at me like some monkey?’

The man muttered to himself.

The feeling was much like waking up to find his bed surrounded by a swarm of ants.

To him, this was an insult.

He had never given a second thought to the secular world or ordinary people.

For he was a God who had transcended life and death, a being who stood at the pinnacle of creation, looking down upon the eons!

"Go. Clear the obstacles for me,"

the man said impassively.

Beside him, the giant, god-like creatures abruptly rose from their prostrated positions and turned toward the Starry Sky Country forces that had them surrounded.

The next moment...

ROAR!!

They all went berserk!!

They charged the army at a terrifying speed that defied their massive size.

"Fire! Fire!"

The division commander roared, stunned by the scene. Also crying out in shock were a few onlookers watching from a distance with binoculars.

The military cordon had been set up in a hurry, making it impossible to completely block the view of nearby civilians.

They watched as countless guns and cannons fired on the massive creatures. However, the supposedly unstoppable barrage passed right through their bodies, having no effect on them whatsoever.

These creatures were condensed from illusory magnetic fields; how could ordinary firearms possibly harm them?

Instead, it was these giant creatures that charged into the army’s ranks, inflicting horrific casualties.

BOOM!!

A jackal-headed Beastman clad in Golden Battle Armor and wielding a Long-Handled Warhammer swung its weapon, unleashing a terrifying wave of light.

AHH!!

Soldiers caught in the path of the weapon and its light let out piercing screams. They fell like reaped wheat, blood pouring from their mouths and noses.

Another monster, this one with the head of a lion, opened its massive maw and spewed a torrent of fire. Horrific burns rapidly appeared on the soldiers caught in the flames.

A single charge had resulted in immense losses.

"Stop attacking the monsters! Attack the man! Concentrate all fire on him!"

the commander roared.

The frontline commanders all understood. The monsters were likely a power derived from that single individual; only by killing the source could they eliminate these phantoms.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

An immense barrage of firepower rained down on the man’s position, creating a series of terrifying explosions. A small mushroom cloud rose into the sky, obscuring everyone’s vision and hiding the state of the battlefield.

And yet, throughout the bombardment, the monsters in Golden Armor continued their frenzied assault and slaughter.

Only when the smoke began to dissipate did everyone see a figure emerge from the dust, completely unscathed.

"A monster! An unkillable monster!"

"Run for your lives!"

"..."

Faced with such an unbelievable situation, the morale of the Starry Sky Country soldiers shattered, and a rout began.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Even the division commander quickly gave the order, his eyes filled with terror.

If this was truly an entity like the one from the Donghua incident, then their weapons were completely inadequate. Staying here was just suicide.

The civilians watching from a distance stared, stunned, as the army fled in a panic.

’The world’s most powerful army... routed just like that?’

’What is happening to the world?’

「Australia, Sydney Opera House.」

This iconic building saw a massive influx of tourists every day, and today was no different.

WOOOOO~~~

Suddenly, everyone heard a deep, melodious sound.

The sound rose and fell with a unique resonance, evoking a sense of vastness, loftiness, and immensity. It was like the voice of the Sky, the very pulse of the earth.

"What is that music? Where is it coming from?"

"What kind of instrument is that? The sound is so deep. I’m a music student, and even I can’t identify it."

"Is there a performance inside the Sydney Opera House?"

"..."

Tourists stopped in their tracks, murmuring to one another.

Suddenly, someone cried out, pointing to the top of the Sydney Opera House.

At the highest point of the opera house, a figure was sitting cross-legged, though no one knew when he had appeared. He faced the sea, his hands cupped into a hollow shape at his lips, gently blowing.

This was the source of that melodious sound.

Before anyone could marvel at the man’s artistic mastery, a strange phenomenon began.

The sound seemed to shake heaven and earth. Dark clouds rapidly gathered in the sky as gales swept across the land. The ground trembled slightly. Not far away, on the sea, waves crashed violently against the shore, each swell higher than the last, as if a tsunami was about to form.

People panicked, but the mysterious man continued his performance.

KRAKOOM!!

Lightning flashed within the dark clouds. As if being conducted, the bolts formed a Thunderstorm that descended from the sky, repeatedly striking the area around the Sydney Opera House.

In a way, the bolts of lightning looked like the plucked strings of an instrument.

The melodious notes mixed with the howling wind, the rumbling earth, the crashing waves, and the crackling lightning, all in perfect harmony—a frenzied symphony of nature.

And the man at its center was like the master of nature, conducting it all.

"Oh, God."

Countless people stared at the figure, gasping in awe.

「Egypt.」

"Prepare for the sandstorm! Prepare for the sandstorm!"

Broadcasts blared throughout the city. The streets were nearly empty, as a terrifying sandstorm had begun to engulf the urban area.

Anyone who dared to venture outside now would be swept away in an instant if they weren’t heavy enough.

"Damn it, how could such a severe sandstorm appear out of nowhere?"

Egyptian officials were baffled.

"Sir, you have to see this satellite view of the sandstorm!"

a staff member exclaimed just then.

The official immediately went over, his expression turning to one of stunned disbelief.

The satellite image of the sandstorm was in the shape of a giant human face.

And at that very moment, a lone figure was walking steadily through the heart of the storm.

Somewhere in Eastern Europe, an intense holy light shone down as patches of golden flame appeared in the sky.

In a small town in Western Europe, broad daylight turned to night. A terrifying Thunderstorm relentlessly battered a mountaintop. Someone watching through a telescope could faintly make out a human silhouette at the peak, illuminated by the flashing lightning.

...

All across the globe, strange phenomena were occurring. Terrifying beings, slumbering throughout history, had awakened.

They were not Ancient Ones; they lacked the weakness that came with reincarnation. Thus, upon awakening in the modern world, they had no need to deliberately hide their power or aura, and their arrival caused a tremendous stir.

The Sleepers had emerged, their target: the Mediterranean Region!