While Demon Monarch Farbauti and Giant King Aurmir were at war, Truman tossed the Demon Ritual in his hand. The ritual resumed its operation.
He had stolen the Demon Ritual to use it at a time like this.
The reactivated Demon Ritual emitted waves of Corruption, which rapidly spread in every direction. It connected to the Abyss and could defile anything.
Truman raised a hand and summoned sunlight from the Kingdom of the Creator, suppressing the Corruption within a limited area.
Amanises gently raised her hand, concealing the fates of the three of them.
A few drops of Devil blood appeared in Truman's hand. They had fallen from the Demon Angel, and he had stolen them.
"Come out!" Information surged across the Robe of the Sage on Truman, analyzing the information within.
After a few breaths, Truman had become familiar with the Demon Angel. He reached out and tugged, pulling its Historical Projection out.
The Demon Angel began to pray, and a faint passage appeared in the Abyss Projection.
"Let's go!" Using his Planeswalker ability, Truman tore open space and stepped into the passage first, heading beyond the continent, into the depths of the sea and the Abyss.
Amanises tossed out a Red Moon, and Lilith deftly caught it. She activated the moon, spilling blood-red moonlight across the passage to block it.
This would be their way back.
"The Abyss is a harsh environment. Apart from Criminals, even Angels can't survive here." As Truman stepped into the Abyss, a foul, Corruption-laden smell of sulfur hit him.
He took out the Crown of the Black Emperor and placed it on his head. A force of Distortion disrupted the Abyss's rules for survival.
"Huh? That's not right!" Truman suddenly felt a tangible force of attraction coming from the depths of the Abyss.