Eradicating Evil Is Our Duty

"Whatever else could I think? Unifying the Abyss?" Zhao Xu said.

"That might not be unrealistic," Antinoa said with a light laugh.

Zhao Xu glanced at the surrounding ruins. Even without leaning over to inspect the pits at the bottom of the fissure tunnels, he could feel the sulfurous stench rushing from within.

Every layer of the Abyss was a gathering place for ugliness and sin, chaos and evil.

The countless layers essentially corresponded to endless evil.

Each layer had its own brutal environment. Their greatest commonality was that none were suitable for life. If Arthur's inhabitants stayed too long, avoiding illness alone would mean their Constitution was exceptional.

In this homeland of Demons devoted to slaughter, all outsiders were food and prey. Even the strong could still be drafted into the Blood War.

Even the incomparably cruel Barbaric Dead Land seemed almost like paradise compared to the Abyss.

Therefore, aside from deities establishing forces through their petitioner followers, it was extremely difficult for other races to gain a foothold here. Demons had plenty of talents, but their sheer toughness was absolutely genuine.

If Zhao Xu truly managed to raise an army, it would unquestionably be a Demon Army.

At that moment, a massive tremor suddenly surged through the ground. The cliff faces, once as solid as walls, immediately shed countless tiny stones, as though heaven and earth themselves had changed color.

And the adventurers within could feel the roar of the entire plane's will even more clearly.

"What's happening?" Zheng Xinyun asked, a trace of fear in her voice.

The fortresses built throughout the fissure passageways shattered and collapsed. Broken walls crashed down, kicking up dense smoke and mist that seemed to fill every gap. Dull rumbles came from above, like apocalyptic upheaval, like stars falling from the sky.