"Filthy, lewd demons, go back to your Abyss!"
"Humans, with just you lot, you think you can defy the Abyss Will?"
"Diviner, damn it, give me a hand!"
"Understood, Freud."
At an altitude of ten thousand meters, the plane carrying the Abyss and the Demons flew along its designated route, trailing the frenzied aura of lava and flames like a half-roasted goose that had escaped from an oven and taken wing.
Meanwhile, the Diviner and Freud pursued the plane relentlessly, like raptors hunting in the sky!
The clash between a Tier 4 Player from humanity's strongest ranks and the Abyss Will and a Pillar-level Demon meant that any burst of energy from either side could tear an ordinary Player apart at close range.
And that was with both sides exercising restraint!
The structure of the Abyssal Rift was already on the verge of collapse. Hershakanus did not want recklessly releasing Root Magic Power to construct spells and attacks to instead make him the culprit who accelerated the collapse of the Abyss's structure.
As for the Diviner and Freud, neither wanted the commotion between them to grow too large and attract hostile Players!
Besides...
Neither side wanted to destroy this plane.
If hundreds of lives perished at their hands, it might not mean much for ordinary Players. At worst, they would have to face the Order's pursuit afterward.
But for a Tier 4 and a Pillar-level Demon who had crossed over from another world, if that really happened...
The consequences would not wait until afterward to manifest.
The World Will of this world would lock onto them immediately.
Although Hershakanus was merely a Projection, this Projection still carried an immense amount of his will.
The backlash from the supreme will of another world could absolutely cross the boundaries between worlds and