Roar!
When a burning oil-soaked bolt pierced through the round belly of a five-meter-tall chaos demon, the blazing oil splashed across its body. The chaos demon let out a pained howl, and the Flame of Chaos at the tips of its horns flickered before gradually going out.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Yet before long, that chaos demon was trampled under and swallowed by the tide-like army of chaos demons behind it. One demon after another panted excitedly, raggedly dressed and shoving one another as they continued surging toward the Silbes Mountains.
"Hehehehe! Take the Temple of Night, enslave the catfolk, and I'll sleep with fifteen of them—one a day, then eat one..."
Their voices mingled with the savage, exhilarated roars of the Chaos Demon world.
In the sky, catapults periodically hurled enormous flaming boulders that tore through the air and crashed down with a rumble, while arrows rained down thick enough to blot out the sky.
On the ground, massive raw boulders and rolling logs continuously tumbled down from the heights of the Silbes Mountains. Methods that would ordinarily be used against low-level lifeforms in other worlds were no longer suitable for a battlefield filled with Level One and Level Two creatures. Yet under the immense gravity of the Earth Vein World, any creature below the Sanctuary realm without the ability to fly seemed to be facing a nightmare.
Countless were killed or wounded, and the chaos demons at the front fell in swathes after swathes.
Yet the nearly million-strong chaos demon legion continued to press forward without pause, drawing ever closer to the foot of the Silbes Mountains—and to the trembling catfolk hiding behind their wooden palisade defenses.
Generally standing between one and a half and one point seven meters tall, catfolk most commonly wielded daggers and bows. Some male