The Twilight Legion's actions had exceeded everyone's expectations.
Even Suye, the most aggressive among them, had thought the other side would give them at most a month.
Only half a month had passed since the eighth gift when the Abyss Demon army arrived at the Crimson Shield.
Countless abyssal beasts hovered in the starry sky, spewing clusters of blood-red orbs that slammed into the Crimson Shield, erupting into tens of thousands of white flashes every second.
Countless Abyss Demons descended onto the Node Plane, howling as they charged into battle.
On the third day, the Gods of Hell symbolically dispatched Hell Devils to block the Abyss Demons, but their total number was less than one percent of the demons'.
The pressure on the Crimson Shield suddenly increased.
The bar graphs indicating the danger level of each Node Plane remained light red and never returned to green.
Suye's class on the gods came to an abrupt halt, and the entire Command Hall descended into frantic commands and urgent discussions.
The Abyss was stronger than Northern Europe, and the number of Abyss Demons was thousands or even tens of thousands of times greater than the Northern European warriors.
If the Abyss had not been unable to unite, with each plane fighting on its own, it would have long ago unified the Infinite Plane.
"No. If this continues, the enemy won't even need the Twilight Tower to break through the Crimson Shield! At most half a month!" Tyr's expression was grim.
"That's right. The Abyss Demons are putting far too much pressure on us. These creatures have all survived bloody battlefields. In terms of combat experience, they far surpass us Northern Europeans, let alone the mages."
"No. Mages possess the power of simulated illusions. As long as they undergo even a little actual