A powerful Barlow Flame Demon died just like that, quietly and without any ripples.
The surviving devils were also within the storm's range, yet they weren't affected at all. They trembled, lifting their heads to gaze towards the center of the storm where the Red Dragon stood.
Amidst the raging fiery storm, the immense Red Dragon slowly flapped its wings, radiating a monumental energy that twisted the air around it.
The roar of the Dragon Wings mixed with the explosive flames, the hissing airflow, and the wailing of demons, as if the world itself was venting its fury of destruction.
However, soon after, the Red Dragon raised its head high, expanding its Dragon Wings and letting out a sonorous dragon's roar, commanding nature with an irresistible majesty.
In an instant, the dragonflame spanning miles receded like a tide, and the fierce winds calmed down, leaving only chaos and a thick layer of ashes on the ground — the remnants of tens of thousands of demons.
