The demonic disease gnaws at the body of the brave Elion, but the demon king Zul, who was once defeated, is guarding the enemy's bedside...
The light of magic extinguished by the Silver Moon City-state, unknown organizations hunt for "deviants", and crystallized devourers crawl out from under the roots of ancient trees. When "disasters" become the norm, the human kingdom, which claims to be the guardian of civilization, is becoming the last shackles...
This is the dusk when magic and the future collide, it is the absurd dawn when the brave and the devil share the pain of bone-eroding disease. When the crystal cluster of the Devourer pierces out of the human body, the only thing that can cut through the darkness is the sword of the Eighteen Demon Generals. Holding skewers with the teenagers, hands stained with spicy oil...
"Monster Zul, that's it now, do you have anything else to say?"
