Experiment Two

A vast Sea of Demons stretched before him.

Beside the Sea of Demons, a battle was raging on a stretch of black beach.

Countless Demon Worms fought one another. The victors devoured the corpses of the defeated, growing stronger until they transformed into Lesser Demons.

As this unfolded, countless Lesser Demons stood on the surrounding beach.

They faced off in pairs, each fixing their blood-red eyes on an opponent. One by one, they found their adversaries and began fighting.

A scene of slaughter played out across the area, raging without restraint.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere. Blood splattered across the ground, mingling with the constant cries of the dying and the victors' triumphant roars.

Even butchers who had seen battle and slaughtered countless lives would have felt their hearts pound at the sight, their scalps prickling at the madness before them.

Ordinary scenes of slaughter could not compare.

After all, even a massacre on the Material World, by mortal standards, would claim no more than hundreds of thousands—or perhaps a million—lives.

But how many Lesser Demons were fighting here?

Thousands? Tens of thousands?

Far more.

Their numbers were beyond imagining, so vast they had to be counted in the millions or tens of millions.

Demons stretched as far as the eye could see, fighting across the area. Blood and flesh flew everywhere as they inflicted unimaginable slaughter.

By now, some of the effects Arthur had brought about were beginning to emerge.

Demons fought across the black beach, but among the endless hordes, certain Lesser Demons behaved in a distinctly unusual way.

They looked no different from the others. They had the same demonic bodies, steeped and transformed by Abyss Power.

But their behavior differed in many ways from that of the other demons.

As they faced the fierce fighting around