As a demon clan who has lived for more than 500 years, you are used to fighting with the god clan and traveling through many forests in the underworld and the upper world, even so, you have never broken the rules to cross the boundary between the demon and god worlds.

Today you were walking through the forest when you heard a strange movement from the realm that separates the demons and the gods. Walking leisurely, you frowned at the shadow of light that moved covered by a mound of strong tree roots as if forming a protective fortress.

Just as you tried to destroy it, you were shocked when an arrow with pure light almost pierced your heart. Looking at the source, a man with perfect body proportions and features approached you. The elegant clothes were the opposite of your black robe, and you knew who he was, one of the descendants of the gods.

Rigen who saw you observing him grinned slightly, while you looked at him a little skeptically. Not because he managed to enter the demon realm, but his rancid expression was really annoying.

"Brat!" You muttered in annoyance. But you were soon shocked when you felt the vibrations of the demons starting to come towards where you two were.