The glow of the light gate gradually became illusory, and the nine Greater Demons were visibly struggling to hold on.
At that moment, a furious roar that shook heaven and earth erupted. The nine Demon Gates suddenly merged, transforming into a gigantic light gate.
Immediately afterward, a terrifying, towering figure stepped out from within.
He stood over thirty meters tall, his entire body covered in purple-gold scales. A pair of massive horns, each three meters long, rose from his head, though his face bore a striking resemblance to that of a human.
Behind him spread a pair of enormous wings formed from purple flames, while he held a giant purple-gold flaming sword in his hand.
The moment he appeared, the surrounding space twisted and trembled violently, as though the very plane itself were desperately rejecting this visitor.
"Roar—!"
A wild, arrogant roar echoed across the world. The enormous demon let out a grating laugh. "I, Demon Lord Alba, have finally descended upon this vibrant world."
"My people, go slaughter, go devour! The more living beings you devour, the more you will continue to evolve."
"Once you have become strong enough, we shall open even more demon passages and bring the endless demon army here, making this world tremble and perish beneath our iron hooves!"
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The demon army, numbering more than thirty thousand, roared as one. Dense dark energy blotted out the sun and moon, staining the entire land a deep, heavy purple-black.
"Hm? What is that?"
Demon Lord Alba looked up at the sky and suddenly saw specks of starlight on the horizon growing larger and larger, as though something was flying toward them.
"How could this world have stars so bright? My envoy, tell me, what is that?"
Alba immediately felt uneasy, a sense of foreboding