The moment he finished speaking.
A black line appeared at the end of the horizon.
The black line expanded at a visible speed. Soon, everyone could see what it was.
It was an army made up of countless bizarre demons. No evil energy flames of the Abyss burned on their bodies. Instead, they were shrouded in a dark purple mist that made one's heart tremble.
They remained silent. There were no roars or howls, only the uniform sound of their footsteps and the undisguised, icy killing intent to devour and destroy everything before them!
At the very front of the army, an Abyss Butcher whose features had been ravaged beyond recognition by the Power of Jealousy noticed the position of the Dragon Soaring Dynasty.
Its purple eyes swept over the players, then over the Mutated Demon belonging to Glato's command beside them. Without the slightest hesitation.
Pfft!
It swung the bone blade in its hand, slicing that player and the Mutated Demon beside him in half at the same time!
Seeing this, Dragon Soaring World's pupils suddenly contracted.
He licked his dry lips and said word by word,
"Fuck, these guys aren't just here to fight demons. They're going to kill us too!"
Dragon Soaring World's words—"They're going to kill us too"—instantly blew up the entire Dragon Soaring Dynasty's position!
"Fuck! What's going on? Demons fighting among themselves, and wiping out the spectators while they're at it?"
"Where did these purple guys come from? They look like demons too. How are they even more vicious than those Abyss Lords?"
"Guild Leader! Give the order! Let's fuck them up!"
Panic, shock, and fury spread through the Team Channel.
They had already been battered into a sorry state by Glato's Flesh Swamp and were holding in a bellyful of rage. Now another