It had not been that long since the Island Exam began when the situation of being an ordinary assessment flipped into something that would echo throughout the Continent of Divinica.
Every movement of the demonkind, more so if it was so blatant and against the innocent students of the nation whose main belief revolved around the Church of Luminosity—the ultimate nemesis of evil—would spark irreversible and intense reactions.
Not that the demonkind cared about such a thing.
"Where's Delkira?"
Somewhere deep in the Abyss Lands, where the danger level could be perceived as maximum, a man's voice echoed within a dimly lit luxurious room in a majestic castle—the Demon King Castle.
