Seizing the Gate

Gilan opened the decayed door hidden at the bottom of the pool once again.

Accompanied by a terrifying suction force, he was dragged through the door and plunged directly into the transitional region between the Lower Layer and the corridor—

That black wasteland.

Bang!

Gilan's foot landed on solid black stone, kicking up a cloud of powdery dust.

Deafening shouts immediately filled his ears.

Chittering, howling, shrieking.

He steadied himself and looked up, his expression changing slightly.

As far as the eye could see, the boundless black wasteland was covered in densely packed red-skinned devils. From afar, they writhed without end, like an ant swarm capable of devouring the earth.

There were at least several hundred thousand, perhaps millions!

There were so many it was terrifying!

Some of these devils were on the ground, while others were in the air. Without exception, they all surged toward a massive vortex in midair.

They were trying to pass through that Dream Gate and reach the mortal world for a wild revelry.

Gusts of fierce wind whistled past, carrying waves of scorching heat, as well as an intensely pungent stench and the smell of sulfur.

It was the scent unique to hell and devils.

Gilan stared blankly toward the distant end of the black plains, where volcanoes stretched one after another, continuously spewing lava into the sky.

The ground trembled incessantly.

Thick volcanic ash and smoke blotted out the sky.

The entire borderland seemed to have been corrupted by hell, transformed into an apocalyptic scene.

Countless devils surged and screamed madly, brandishing the savage weapons in their hands, determined to unleash a world-shaking catastrophe upon mankind.

Even Gilan felt an inexplicable chill at the sight.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he recalled his mission.

*I promised Teacher that I would serve as a