"Stop him, don't let him slash his way out!"

The Demon Officers roared, and all firepower instantly poured down, concentrating on bombarding the knight's vicinity.

The knight remained indifferent; the shield fixed to his left arm spontaneously detached, automatically intercepting all incoming attacks. The river water beneath his feet evaporated into a frenzy, yet the knight focused solely on lifting the blade, making another slash across the back of his left hand.

"Sharpen Teeth and Claws."

The true edge tore this fragile world apart; the sword edge passively allowed space to pass through, severing the connection of spacetime, leaving a dimensional rift split, which the knight stepped into directly, arriving instantly in front of Asterres. Before Asterres could make an escape step, the knight had already punched him square in the face.

As easily as smacking a cake against a wall, Asterres' face was instantly pushed into his chest cavity. His bones had all their metal element drained in an instant, becoming softer than cream, seemingly ready to melt with slight force.

Standing amidst the crowd, the knight was swiftly slashed, hacked, and hit by demon blades, but whether magic or weapons, all could only halt an inch before him, as if he were a ghost, no longer targetable.

A senator's life force certainly couldn't be that fragile.

Thus, the knight raised the blade and made another slash across the back of his hand.

"Sharpen Teeth and Claws."

At this moment, an incredibly intense sharpness severed something at a higher level than spacetime, a contract fixedly linking the tangible and earthly realm, was abruptly sliced apart by the sword edge.

The knight raised the blade, spinning and slashing around. The surrounding demons instantly turned invisible.

—Demons? Where were there any demons here?

The proof of their past existence was all severed and removed, leaving not a shred of memory.

The wind was cut by the sword, and Earth permanently lost a few cubic meters of air. Water was sliced by the blade and fragmented into separate streams, never to merge again. Life was cut by the blade, erasing its connection to the material world and its influence on the land.

By this point, it hardly counted as slaughter.

The knight calmly waved his blade, demons erased of existence never knowing how many comrades he had slain, would only dazedly charge forward, then be swept away by the sword edge, disappearing like unnamed dust brushed into a corner, forgotten forever.

Does this count as a battle? As effortless as a child erasing pencil marks with an eraser.

Once all the dust settled, the knights descended the hill to the river valley to clean the battlefield, gather the demons' weapons and equipment. The knight swung the blade, removing the sharpening effect, cautiously sheathing it.

When he lifted his head, a female prosecutor appeared abruptly before him.

He tilted his head, asking:

"Who are you?"

"My name is Alicxia, a prosecutor from Austin. I was headed to Oregon, but the way was filled with demons, so I had to first stop in California, looking for an opportunity to buy a ticket."

Rednaya's face naturally bloomed into a smile. She pulled out her recorded notes from her arms:

"Sir Knight, I witnessed your process of annihilating demons just now. Although those demons were eradicated by you, I must remind you, these creatures are only a small vanguard. Considering this trend, they are certainly building a base camp in the Rocky Mountains. Only by completely eliminating the main army on the Rocky Mountains can we save the West Coast from Outer Realm invasion..."

The knight didn't speak, just quietly looked at her, which made Alicxia somewhat puzzled. She clutched her notes, starting to state her viewpoint:

"The demons' erosion mainly relies on Outer Realm winds. The higher the place, the easier it is for them to spread pollution. In the past, it was through meteorite impacts on the Earth that fragments splashed, sowing demon seeds globally, but the import of the main force must rely on mountain peaks, the rivers formed by melting snow. From this perspective, Elbert Mountain has a high probability of being the base camp for the North American Demon Army. We must bring this information to the California Duchy, quickly organize an expeditionary army, or it'll be too late..."

"Pfft!"

Before Alicxia finished speaking, the knight's deputy laughed.

"Sorry, ma'am... I mean no offense."

He rubbed his nose, trying hard to suppress his laughter, yet couldn't hide the pride in his eyes. He lifted his chin casually, speaking softly:

"It's just, we just came down from Elbert Mountain."

"You... have already fought?" Alicxia was stunned.

"Certainly, Outer Realm corrupted Knight is stationed at Elbert, that guy's sword is nearly unstoppable, his shield almost indestructible." The deputy exaggeratedly said: "You know the recent Texas tornadoes? That was the Knight Gretto Yegg..."

Rednaya clutched her notebook, feigning unawareness:

"Such a strong Knight, how did you defeat him?"

The deputy put a hand on his hip, gesturing to the lead knight:

"Well, all thanks to him."

"Him? Yes, if it's him, it's always possible."

Rednaya didn't mind asking knowingly.

Rather, reminiscing this process allowed her to somewhat pass her bored time.

She turned her head to look, the knight had long joined the soldiers, mingling with his subordinates.