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... n>The only thing they had in common was that they were born with demonic energy.


Demonic energy was an energy that intervened in and strengthened both matter and magic power. It wasn’t an exaggeration to describe it as a source of power. This was why the value of the demonkin was determined in proportion to the quality and amount of demonic energy.


The red species—a demonkin species that created red dokkaebi fire according to the ...

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