It has been a day since the third offensive the Liberation Army Commander had attempted against General Santos City, and one of the commanding officers on the front could not have been happier.
The last few days were the hardest times of his life. He had faced hellish monsters everywhere and mostly watched his men get ripped apart by countless of these abominations. It was a nightmare.
The nation of Austronesia as a whole was in a state of war, and he was one of those tasked with commanding a battalion within this enormous army of 50,000 troops.
Hundreds of IFVs, LAVs, JLTVs, and snipers were stationed in every field in the vicinity, with 100 tanks surrounding the city, which suddenly began to envelop by mist that was difficult to see through.
Just as he was about to contact high command about the recent situation, that's where he saw them.
What stepped out from the mist is a human, no, a possessed human after being slain by these demon knights.
And then another. And another.
Soon, more various kinds of demons were flowing out of the city in incomprehensible numbers.
With vicious roars, they all rushed forward, tearing across the fields at a speed that would shame athletes.
At that moment, one of the demons stepped on a landmine, which detonated and instantly ended a dozen of them.
"The enemy has arrived! Ready for battle!" shouted the commanding officer while firing the first shot with his rifle, and signaling the start of the battle.
The mechanized corps and all of the tanks started bombarding the demons, and the soldiers were shooting their weapons like never before in their life.
Body parts flew everywhere in the air, and as soon as the demons stepped out of the city, they were destroyed, but they came nonetheless.
Their Lord had commanded them to kill everyone present, and they would not stop until they accomplished their task. Even if they had to crawl using their spines without limbs, they would keep attacking.
The landmines, rockets, and bullets had a great effect on their bodies, as their durability was not high enough to withstand the thousands of bullets hitting them every second.
"Heh, we are winning! Keep it up men! Look at them crawl towards us like babies! They can't come near us!" shouted a lead sergeant.
After about twenty minutes of endless waves of demons, the field was littered with flesh and blood, but they finally stopped coming out.
The morale of the soldiers from the second wave were in the heavens, they were giving high-fives to each other and cheered.
"Oorah!! Never mess with the Liber-tea army!"
"Freedom never sleeps!"
"Time to bring democracy to these demons!!"
But for the commanding officer and the soldiers from the first wave in this operation, they frowned.
This was easy. Too easy to say at least.
They had been fighting in this city longer than the army of the second wave and knew the true horrors they had faced. They looked at the jubilant soldiers from the second wave, who seemed confident.
These foolish soldiers hadn't seen the real terrors of the demons in General Santos and assumed that they had only encountered the minor ones throughout the war.
But at that moment, a single entity stepped out. It was a humanoid, wearing a top hat and a British outfit, and his face seemed unclear from the distance.
After looking around for a few seconds, the demon in the british outfit did a 180 and went back into the mist.
They didn't understand what was going on. Was this man an enemy? Or just a lost survivor? But if so, how did he survive? And why was he wearing a British outfit?
After the mysterious man disappeared into the mist, the soldiers on the front noticed that something left the thick mist, but their human senses could not keep up with the speed these figures make.
And in an blink of an eye...
SHING! SPURT!!
Dozens of soldiers were instantly reduced to pieces, causing the nearby soldiers to step back in shock and horror.
In front of them was Death and War, looking around the massacre they had created, which no one realized had happened.
"So these are the humans Andromalius wants us to fight?" War sneered with disappointment in his tone, "I don't sense any mana in them. They are all too weak to be worth our time. This is a bad joke of an army even for that weak empire in one world I annihilated. Why are we here to fight these bacterias?"
Death shrugged, "Orders are orders."
War growled, "Then I guess this demonic invasion will end in less than a day," he sneered and raised his greatsword, "Forward!"
Then, the soldiers noticed something within the mist, and saw something that caused them to shiver in fear.
Following the two powerful archdemons were thousands upon thousands of Demonic Knights arrived on Hell Mounts.
The mere sight of countless of these abominations is enough for even the battle-trained soldiers to tremble. Several of them fainted, others dropped their weapon and started praying to their God, while others readied their weapons and sweated profusely.
But no matter how strong their mental power was, they all froze in place.
And at that moment...
Swoosh~!
Before any of them could react, Death rushed forward and cut down many soldiers with his scythe at a speed they could not even register the enemy was trying to kill them.
But many were able to catch their sight at the demon, who halted his tracks.
And immediately after, hundreds of soldiers fired their guns at Death, illuminating everything around him with a streak of lights from the countless gunfire.
Death, however, effortlessly slashes down the bullets at great speed, and with a swing of his scythe, he instantly cuts down over sixty soldiers, dozens of armored vehicles, and hundreds of trees in half.
War, meanwhile, wanted the most glory so he went after the big machines, the ones that had fire magic similar to a dragon.
He lifted one, which was the Mobile Fortress Tank, with his pure strength and threw it at the fleeing soldiers.
Suddenly, another portal opened behind the army lines, where their tents were with the remaining commanding officers and higher-ups spectating and giving orders.
They knew that another portal appearing was not part of their plans, so each of them started running as far away from it as they could, but it was all too late.
What stepped out of it made the other abominations look like average citizens.
Releasing a dark aura around it made every enemy feel even more dread. And with all that, it stood over ten meters in height, making the soldiers underneath look even smaller.
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This monstrous creature was the Arch Lich, one of Death's strongest summons.
"What is that?!"
"I don't know, brother."
"What the FUCK is that!?!"
Just seeing this being made the most ruthless, fearless, prideful, and the most experienced veterans who had been to many battles and horrors that could drive normal people insane, wet their uniforms.
Many soldiers dropped their weapons and started running while yelling in fear and crying like a bitch.
"MOMMMYYYYYYY!!!"
Following the giant death monster were Conquest and Famine. Behind them came another army of Demonic Knights riding their fiery mounts.
With the arrival of Demon Lord Andromalius' main army, the Liberation Army was... excuse for my french.
Seriously fucked.
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Watching the massacre unfold, Demon Lord Andromalius let out a sigh.
"It seems I've overdone it a bit," he murmured.
While the human army put up a good fight against the lesser and some noble-class demons, none could even harm the Archdemons or his elite subordinates, which left him somewhat disappointed.
"The human air force is coming, my liege," said one of the Earl-rank demons acting as his bodyguard, informing him of the incoming reinforcements of the humans.
Demon Lord Andromalius formed a puzzled expression and raised his head.
And with excellent timing, something slammed into his face.
BOOOOMM!!
And what followed was countless more of these missiles rained down from the sky.
BOOOOOM!!!
BOOOOOOMMM!!!
BOOOOOOOMMMM!!!
"Oorah!! Taste the 500KG Bomb of Democracy, bitch!!" shouted one of the pilots of the F-12 Phoenix fighter jet.
"I don't think any of these demon scums could survive Thermobaric bombs," said a female pilot from the F-72 Phantom fighter jet, "Even if they survive, these things could create a vacuum and literally crush your lungs and organs in an instant!"
"Yeah, nothing can withstand that pressure from it. It's not called a vacuum bomb for nothing."
Meanwhile, within the cloud of smoke caused by the Thermobaric bombs, Demon Lord Andromalius stared at dozens of fighter jets flying across the sky with a bored expression.
"So, this was their final struggle," he thought with disdain. "So pathetically meaningless that even I, the weakest among the Demon Lords, feel sorry for them. They know their weapons couldn't even touch a single hair on a Demon Lord like me, yet they stubbornly refuse to give up."
He sighed, "How boring."
Back with the fighter pilots, they continued to laugh, believing they might have finally beaten the Demon Lord after a long moment of silence from him.
These fighter pilots had flown here while risking their lives in order to buy time, however little it'd be, for the surviving soldiers of the Liberation Army to retreat.
"It's safe to say we got 'em good this time, boys! Ahahahaha!!"
Cheers erupted over the comms. Just as he was about to call high command, something unexpected happened.
"Ahahahahah—"
VRRRRRRRRRRRMMM!!
Before anyone could realize, a massive reptilian eye suddenly appeared before their eyes.
"Wha...?"
Upon seeing something with such a truly nonsensical size appearing before them, every single one of these brave men and women become completely speechless.
"H-Holy shit...!!"
The terror and shock of these pilots only lasted for a brief moment.
Soon, the breath of pure destruction fired out in a straight line from the jaw of the Greater Dragon summoned by the Demon Lord, swallowing up all of the fighter jets in the air.
Kuwaaaaah—!
In less than a second, the lives of these pilots couldn't even buy even a single moment, and their sacrifice was ultimately in vain.
But the enormous dragon doesn't give a flying fuck about their sacrifice and raised its head to spew out a mighty roar at the heavens.
"KUWAAAAAAHHH!!!"
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On the military base within Mount Apo, all of the military personnel in the operational commanding room watched in horror as the massacre happened on their screens through satellite feed.
None of them could even describe the hellscape that was playing before them, it was the greatest nightmare mankind has ever seen.
They witnessed thousands of Demonic Knights continuously give their ecstatic war cry screeches, massacring the soldiers and raising the fallen as Deadites.
The demon woman was laughing like a psychopath while consuming the blood of her enemies.
The giant flying skeleton constantly unleashing devastating attacks which killed hundreds of soldiers with each cast.
The warrior in blue kept shouting, "BRING ME YOUR KING I REQUEST A DUEL!" While slashing away at the soldiers with his enormous axe.
And all of the air force that was stationed in this operation were all instantly obliterated by the biggest dragon they had ever seen that reached a height of nearly half a kilometer.
Blood was flowing in such a quantity that it looked like a storm of blood had passed through earlier.
Half of the Liberation army, which was stationed at a safe distance from the massacre, continued bombarding the demon army with artillery, MLRS, and attack helicopters, decreasing their numbers greatly. However, their efforts and firepower were not enough to even slow down the powerful Archdemons that were massacring thousands of their brothers-in-arms alone.
If they don't stop them now, the remaining half of the army would soon be targeted.
Watching his soldiers being massacred like animals, General Bugwis had to make a decision, which would go down as the most heartbreaking and difficult one in their history.
An order so inhumane that even the most battle-hardened veteran commanders like Bugwis shuddered from thinking about what his order would cause.
Nevertheless, someone had to contain the demons.
"...This is General Badwis of the Liberation Army on the Imperial Maharlika, requesting immediate aerial bombardment upon the armies marching from General Santos City, Mindanao."
[Roger... that, General,] came the reply.
As the transmission was about to end, Bagwis gritted his teeth and issued a command, "Change of plans. Where is the nearest Archangel unit?"
[On Bohol. The closest squad will arrive in approximately an hour and a half.]
"Its not enough," Bagwis muttered. "Is Project Exterminatās ready?"
[Negative, General.]
Bagwis growled, "What about Project Zeus?"
There was a hesitant pause before the response came, [...It is ready to go, General.]
Badwis smiled coldly, "Then request the Emperor, the President, and the Prime Minister themselves to authorize the launch of our nuclear arsenals."
[Wait! Are you suggesting...]
Bugwis confirmed resolutely, "Yes, I am suggesting we're going to nuke General Santos!"
[But General, are you certain about this decision!?]
"Request... their authorization... now."
[...As you wish, General.]