Whether it was the Abyss Civilization or this bizarre pan-consciousness biological cluster, both regarded the Forgotten Ones of the Dimensional Esophagus as prey.
Or rather, both believed in crushing everything they encountered until they reached a higher-dimensional realm.
Because the Penetrating Gates between them were relatively far apart, a full year passed before the vanguard of the Abyssal Devil Race encountered this final enemy blocking their entry into the Dimensional Gate.
This was a relatively large gathering place of Forgotten Ones.
With the apocalypse upon them, more than ten thousand Forgotten Ones had gathered here. Yet when over a dozen Abyssal Devils led thousands of Abyss fortresses of all sizes, while countless Abyssal Demon Dragons beat their wings and nearly blotted out the gray skies, surging forward with unstoppable force, these Forgotten Ones could not help but despair.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble...
After only a few brief sandglass intervals of resistance, this settlement built atop the Elemental Spring was utterly destroyed. Several killing-intent-filled Devil Ancestors rose into the air, just about to lead their army onward when they suddenly sensed something.
A disturbance beyond the edge of their vision!
"What's that?"
The Devil Ancestors no longer dared to be careless. They armed themselves for battle, the Abyssal Demon Dragons gathered their strength, and the Abyssal Devils opened Space-Time Gates one after another, summoning legions from other regions!
The white mist did not pause in the slightest. As though it had not noticed the powerful enemy ahead, it continued to surge forward in the form of a flood from the Bone Continent.
"Fire!"
It had to be said that the two wars against the wizards—whether the victory of ancient times or the defeat at the Three-Race Battlefield—had brought immense change to the Abyss Civilization.
In the past, even after the