Purgatory World.
Anog's recent days had not been pleasant.
Aside from when he had first broken away from the Abyss World and feasted to his heart's content in the Purgatory World.
During this period, Anog had practically become a rat scurrying across the street.
The devil counts from several surrounding devil count territories, along with the greater devils under their command, had constantly tracked Anog's whereabouts.
The two sides had already fought many battles.
Every time, it was a whole pack of devils besieging him alone.
Though he was powerful enough at the sixth tier, the devil counts had sixth-tier power within their own territories as well, not to mention the devil barons and viscounts under them assisting from the side.
While this had not inflicted many serious wounds on Anog, it had left him with plenty of minor injuries.
At first, these minor wounds had not seemed like much, but as time piled up, they grew more and more numerous.
The devils he could eat had also become fewer and fewer.
At that moment, Anog lay atop a mountain. He had just endured a siege and barely escaped through teleportation.
He was now recovering his strength.
He took out the devil corpses he had stockpiled earlier and ate a little.
These devil corpses, which did not even count as greater devils, could only restore a tiny bit of strength for Anog.
They could not heal his injuries.
After wolfing down a devil in a few bites, Anog sighed. "Life in Purgatory really can't go on like this!"
"These devils have been acting like lunatics lately. What the hell is wrong with them?!"
"Didn't I just eat a few devils? I haven't even gotten to eat a single greater devil, so why won't they stop chasing me?"
"Damn it, you've