The view returned to the normal timeline.
The Expeditionary Force had crossed the Dark Forest and arrived in the heart of London.
A small number of knights with "Dark Vision" stood on high ground, catching a glimpse of London City's true appearance.
According to the plan,
the Expeditionary Force would temporarily camp in the outer basin, after which the Great Demon Commander would head to London City for the first round of negotiations.
Click, click, click~
London's northern gate opened outward.
A black river flowed out from within, heading toward the Expeditionary Force.
Such a bizarre sight forced the commanders to act together and gather at the very front of the army.
Only when the "river" drew close did they realize it was not an actual river.
It was a group of dark cultists.
Their bodies were concealed beneath Black Moon Robes,
and their gliding steps moved in perfect unison.
Black Candles protruded from both shoulders.
The dark regions produced by the burning candles intertwined with one another, and combined with their synchronized advance, created this "river-like effect."
At their head was a Chief Priest in the Late Ancestral Return stage.
When he pulled back his hood, his face was covered in ancient scriptures... The Chief Priest himself held a neutral attitude toward humans. This time, he had heeded the orders of a certain great figure and come out of the city to welcome the Expeditionary Force.
Just as he stepped forward to communicate with the leading Human Commander,
a wave of Overwhelming Pressure from the commanders nearly extinguished the candle flames on his shoulders.
Only with the darkness granted by the London Deed, and all of London City at his back, did he manage to suppress the fear in his heart and the trembling of his body.
*So strong!