The rumbling crashed down like thunder. The ground shook in all directions, and black smoke billowed from the nearby rocky mountains, nearly blotting out the sky as though the apocalypse were upon them. From within that black smoke, a city slowly rose.
It was a vast city built of obsidian, its hundred-yard walls seeming to have been cast from black gold. Rigid vertical ridges lined the walls, each topped with the carved head of an evil dragon. Six hundred and sixty-six obsidian spires surrounded the city, and a gigantic phantom eye floated above each one, reflecting scenes from every corner of the demon plane. Above the obsidian city hovered a huge obelisk-like structure. It rotated slowly, constantly radiating a dark-red glow that sustained the shield system protecting the entire city.
The black city had already risen above the rocky mountains, but it continued climbing. It rose hundreds of meters into the air before finally stopping, having become a floating city. Its base rested on an inverted-cone-shaped floating island. Among the jagged rocks beneath the island, countless dimly glowing runes and crisscrossing pipes could be seen, forming a powerful antigravity field that lifted the entire city above everyone's heads!
The soldiers on the Shattered Plains stared blankly upward at the Demon King's City, which should have long since been lost in the spatial storm. At last, a mercenary shouted in terror, "The Demon King's City! It's the Demon King's City!"
A tremendous boom came from nearby. The Obsidian Golems that had emerged from behind the rocky mountains earlier had already attacked the knights. The enormous single eyes embedded in their heads violently spewed blazing fireballs, each explosion blasting a crater more than a dozen meters wide into the ground. The knights had been so stunned by the might of the Demon