Chapter 1362: The Fall of Tartarus Realm!

A few days later...

Prince Beelzebub sat atop the tallest spire of his once-impregnable fortress, watching as the horizon filled with the armada of the SGAlliance troops.

Their vessels blotted out the stars, a shadowy shroud encapsulating his beleaguered capital. He could feel the vibration of their engines, the energy blasts echoing in the distance, growing closer and louder.

"It's finally happening...Ah."

The once proud and sinister demon prince was now sighing his sorrows away with a bottle of alcohol in his hand.

His heart pounded in his chest, not with fear but acceptance...His survival instincts had taken over his pride, making him understand that standing up for his territory signified signing his death contract.

He knew full well that Felix might appear at any moment, materializing out of thin air like some wraith, and Beelzebub had no illusions about the outcome of such an encounter.