One after one, Zach hunted each and every demon. It wasn't long before they had realized that they had nowhere to go.
No matter how far they ran or flew, thousands of fire-weapons killed them all.
At fast speed, the weapons looked as though they were phoenix's feathers.
Even the demons watching from the crack to hell had stopped coming into the first realm, because they knew that they would die the moment they entered.
Among the hundreds of thousands of demons, there was a demon who was the most afraid. He was cowering while running, hoping Zach wouldn't find him.
That demon was none other than Dominic, who had realized that he messed with the wrong person.
Furthermore, he recognized who Zach was.
"Why… why… Why is 'her' kin here?! I thought their bloodline had gone extinct. I thought 'she' was the last of them!" Dominic muttered violently.
"If that man is true 'her' son, that that means he is the grandson of the—"
