Time flows slowly in Atlant, like a river with a uniform flow. The speed does not increase due to people's anxiety, nor does it decrease due to any expectations.
During this period, Sacred Aura took over the defense of the entire continent as the undisputed overlord.
All Floating City of Holden are under control. At the same time, a large number of warlocks surround each Floating City, deploying various runes Magic Array day and night, and transforming its Rune Bands.
And it's not just these Floating City.
The will of Dragon Court extends to every city-state and every border line through the network of the Ironblood Legion and the vassal states. The state of emergency war readiness has long been declared, and all vassal states have been included in a unified wartime dispatch system.
Sacred Aura's will is like a giant hand, completely kneading Atlant into a whole.
Everyone is waiting patiently.
Civilians dug cellars, stocked up on food, and practiced basic self-defense techniques.
Identification guides for Demon were posted in every town square, and people were taught how to quickly flee to shelters when Abyssal Rift appeared, and numerous evacuation drills were conducted.
Then, one month passed.
Demon never came.
The wind blows through the wilderness, the rain falls on the roof, the seasons rotate, and the grass and trees grow as usual.
Everything is business as usual.
At the beginning, people understood this as a lag.
Maybe Demon is accumulating strength and waiting for a more suitable time. Maybe they will come tomorrow, maybe next month.
However, another year has passed and nothing has happened.
Thanks to the stability and order under the rule of Sacred Aura, as time goes by, the tense atmosphere that permeated Atlant began to gradually dissipate, and people gradually became less afraid.
This is a good thing.
Negative emotions such as panic and fear will invisibly improve the world's Chaos Level.
If Sacred Aura had not used Ironblood methods to clean up the cults and thugs at the very beginning, and continued to appease people's hearts and control public opinion, Atlant would have been in flames of war even if Demon hadn't come yet.
In the fifth and sixth years, Atlant Continent entered a strange state.
On the surface, life has returned to normal.
The market is noisy, the farmland is harvesting, and festival celebrations are going on as usual. Relaxed smiles appear on people's faces again, as if Abyss will not really come.
But all intelligent beings paying close attention to the situation know one thing clearly.
This kind of calmness will not last forever.
Under the water, the empire's war machine never stops running and is always ready.
In this way, the time came to New Calendar 757.
White Dwarf Deep in the depths, a giant dragon is entrenched in extremely compressed darkness.
His body was squeezed by unimaginable gravity, but his eyes still shone brightly even in the darkness, and his vertical pupils were clearly visible like two burning coals.
It is Garos.
During these six years, except for a short period of time to recover his own condition, he was almost entirely on White Dwarf, exercising day and night to hone himself.
Repeatedly hit your own boundaries, wait for your body to adapt, and then hit new boundaries again.
His efforts also paid off.
Even for Garos, six years is a short time.
However, thanks to the resources provided by the entire empire, his own extreme training, and the extreme environment of White Dwarf - although there is no complete qualitative change, his body did undergo some changes.
Moreover, it is a change that makes him stronger.
"Aren't you coming yet?"
The giant red dragon felt the heavy pressure around him and whispered silently.
Frankly speaking, deep down in my heart, Garos is even looking forward to the arrival of Hellfire Lord.
The reason is also very simple.
Just like many dragons long for a majestic and domineering title, in fact, what the dragons want is not the title, but the meaning behind the title and the value they have realized.
Same goes for Garos.
During this period of time, he was completely focused on honing himself, silently enduring lonely and boring days and nights one after another.
But he is not a machine.
In addition to the pursuit of power, Garos has other emotions.
He will also feel bored, have questions, and think about the meaning of what he does in the dark.
Strength is not an end in itself; strength is to achieve a certain goal.
What's the point of enduring all these years of boredom if there's no chance to use these powers?
For example, he needs a powerful enemy to prove that his efforts are not meaningless and that he has indeed become stronger.
All efforts are worth it.
If he cannot get some positive feedback, it will be difficult for him to maintain absolute focus day after day, year after year.
"Patience, he will come eventually."
The dragon's chest rose and fell, and he was not ready to continue exercising at this depth.
The changes at this stage are basically the limit. If he continues to exercise to the extreme, it will be difficult to produce any qualitative changes. He needs to settle down and sleep for a long time before his body can usher in earth-shaking evolution.
Stretch your wings and leap up.
Red Iron Dragon flew out of the deep hole and came to the surface of White Dwarf, where it performed relatively light exercise to maintain body excitement.
In the blink of an eye.
Another two months have passed, and midsummer is approaching Atlant with heavy rain.
Thick and heavy dark clouds rolled over the skyline, blocking the sky and the sun, the wind rushed close to the ground, the tall grass in the wilderness fell and rose, the air became thick and humid, and the smell of earth filled the air.
People return home and the doors and windows are closed.
All things are waiting in the silence of the approaching thunderstorm.
At the same time.
Bottomless Abyss, Sulfur Land.
The color of the sky was thicker than before, like a pot of boiling blood and iron mixture.
Hellfire Lord Asalia hangs in the sky, with the bat-like giant wings behind it fully extended, covering the sky with its wingspan, casting a huge shadow.
His pupils were filled with flames, and he stared down.
Countless Demons gathered on the scorched earth, densely packed, ranging from the humblest Manes to monsters as huge as mountains, spreading blackly to the end of the field of vision.
Pushing, restless, and yelling at each other.
The fangs crisscrossed, the claws rubbed, and saliva dripped from the open mouth.
It was a chaotic and extremely dangerous scene.
Immediately, Asalia slowly raised an arm.
The noise of the entire legion stopped at the same moment when he raised his hand, as if an invisible hand was strangling all Demon's throats.
The rare silence in Abyss appeared, leaving only the sound of bubbling magma and the whirring sound of flames burning.
Then, Hellfire Lord spoke.
"My Legion!"
"The previous victory was just an appetizer. Now, the real feast is waiting for us! A world full of living flesh and blood and full of fearful souls!"
Hellfire Lord's voice is like magma pouring out from deep within the earth.
It's low, hot, and every syllable makes the air buzz, reaching every Demon's ears and every corner of Sulfur Land.
Mane, who was standing in the front row, was shaken by the sound, and some even collapsed to the ground.
"Those Material Plane worms have been waiting a long time."
"Living souls, fragile flesh and blood, trembling ants... They may think they are safe, but they are wrong, very wrong!"
As he spoke, Asalia's voice had a cruel smile and became more excited.
"Today is the end of them."
"I want you to flatten every city, I want you to build mountains with bones, I want you to cover the entire continent with debris! Let the tiny beings of Material Plane know...
"They are just lambs to the slaughter!"
"Their peace is just the last bit of mercy we bestow upon them! And now, the mercy is over!"
Fanatic roars erupted from the Demon group, but the voice of Asalia overwhelmed all the noise.
"Abyss will not be forgotten!"
"Abyss will not forgive!"
"Abyss-Here it comes!"
Hellfire Lord suddenly waved his arms, spreading his wings like a burning flag, and the roar of the Demon legion rose into the sky, shaking the Sulfur Land ground.
Immediately, Asalia turned his head and looked at the Demon warlocks who were waiting for them.
Under his gaze, the twisted figures formed a huge and twisted formation while waving the bone staff.
The smell of sulfur in the air suddenly became stronger.
Demon The warlocks began to chant.
That was not a mantra that could be described in any mortal language, it was more like the voice of Abyss itself.
The crisp sound of broken bones, the wet sound of torn flesh and blood, the scream of the soul... all these sounds are blended together to form Voice of the Abyss.
As the chanting progressed, dark purple lights lit up.
They emerged from the cracks in the ground and descended from the chaotic sky.
Interweave, gather, rise.
They tore open thick and ferocious cracks in the void, with the edges showing torn jagged shapes, and dark purple energy rolling around the edges, like bloody wounds being torn open.
Demons can no longer hold themselves back.
Under the temptation of Material Plane, they roared and rushed towards the crack without waiting for any orders, tearing with their claws and colliding with their bodies, scrambling to make the crack bigger, wider and more stable.
Asalia is not in a hurry.
He folded his wings, stood on top of a Demon battleship, and watched coldly as his minions rushed towards the rift.
These vanguards were destined to suffer heavy casualties.
But so what?
Abyss is full of cannon fodder.
Bernardo, Atlant.
The sky was covered with thick and heavy dark clouds, rolling over each other and blocking out the sun. The entire continent was sunk in a sticky gray.
The air was damp and heavy, and the earthy smell permeated the air from the turned-up soil.
Above the clouds, Iron Dragon Sorog is hovering.
He had been flying for a long time. The huge iron-gray dragon wings streaked across the sky, penetrating through layers of dark clouds, and his eyes scanned the ground below.
Farmland, towns, roads, and rivers have all turned into miniature patterns.
Like a giant sandbox, everything looks peaceful.
Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down.
The sky was like a pocket cut open by a knife, and the rain poured down in an instant, so dense that almost all the air was squeezed out between the sky and the earth.
The line of rain blocked the view like a curtain, and everything became blurred in the rain curtain.
Sorog stopped.
He did not continue flying, his huge body hovered in mid-air, letting the rain wash away his scales, making a dense and heavy sound.
"This feeling...
Sorog felt uneasy for a while, and the uneasiness reached the point of being frightened.
This comes from instinctive alertness.
After a short delay, Iron Dragon's pupils shrank into thin lines, and he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Above the rain curtain, above the clouds, at the extreme height that the naked eye can reach, those Floating City and Rune Bands are changing color.
The pale Blue Dragon light was swallowed up in an instant.
Red lights up.
Dazzling, burning, blood-like red lights up simultaneously from every Floating City and Rune Bands.
The light was so strong that it penetrated the dense rain curtain and clouds, dyeing the sky dark red. The raindrops falling in the red light looked like the sky was dripping blood.
Sorog's pupils suddenly contracted.
Early warning.
This is the highest level of warning.
Due to the depth of Abyss's erosion, the destruction of Floating City would not affect its invasion. After Aura took over Floating City, it did not try to destroy Floating City, but instead prioritized some modifications to it.
For example, the monitoring Magic Array can detect the intrusion of Abyss immediately.
Abyssal Energy has its own unique wavelength and characteristics. Monitoring Magic Array is specially designed for these characteristics. As long as Abyssal Rift is torn near Floating City, Magic Array will respond immediately and change the color of Rune Bands from Blue Dragon to red.
So.
When Rune Bands turns red, it means the invasion of Abyss is coming.
He spread his wings and climbed up as fast as possible. The roar of the dragon burst out from his chest, like a war drum hammering under the heavy sky.
Roar!
Iron Dragon raised his head and let out a powerful dragon roar. The sound passed through the wind and rain and spread in all directions.
But what is faster than the dragon's roar are the warning runes that have been deployed in various places.
These runes are buried underground, engraved on stones, embedded in city walls, and distributed in every corner of Atlant. They spread the news of Abyss's invasion to the entire Atlant at a speed faster than sound.
Then, the war drums beat.
This is the drum sound coming from Red Emperor Royal City.
Deep, grand and shocking.
A war drum beat, then ten, a hundred, and a thousand. The sound of the drum spread at an unnatural speed in the rain curtain, vibrated in the water vapor, spread throughout every inch of Atlant, and reached the ears of every soldier.
Sacred Aura's reaction speed is incredibly fast.
During these years, the empire's war machine never stopped running and never slackened for even a day.
Every soldier knows where and when he should stand, every legion has rehearsed the emergency assembly process countless times, and every logistics line has been tested repeatedly.
The moment the war drums beat, the entire war machine is activated in an instant.
Aura's legion moved into combat position with stunning efficiency.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of countless Iron Hoofs hitting the ground simultaneously echoed in the heavy rain.
Centaur Cavalry was the first to emerge from the camp.
Wearing red steel armor and holding heavy spears, they were like moving iron towers as they galloped across the wilderness.
The horse's hooves stepped into the mud and splashed water several feet high.
The rainwater bounced off the armor, condensed into water droplets on the spear tip, and was instantly thrown off.
Centaur Cavalry's faces were stern, their eyes were staring ahead through the gaps in their visors, without any extra emotion. Their upper bodies were slightly leaning forward, and the angles of their enchanted spears were uniform. From a distance, they looked like a moving steel forest.
Followed closely by the Ogre Heavy Legion.
These behemoths walked with heavy steps, causing the ground to sink slightly with each step.
They wore multi-layered heavy armor, with the dragon head emblem of Red Emperor Pale Star engraved on the breastplate. There were sharp horns on both sides of the shoulder armor. Only a pair of cold and war-loving eyes were exposed under the helmet, and they were carrying heavy warhammers or giant axes.
Centaur, Ogre.
Sacred Aura is the most iconic unit. Each of them has a significantly larger body shape than Wilderness Era, far exceeding the normal physical standards of the same race.
With gnarled muscles and a strong body, he is more intimidating than most Demons.
In the sky, the dragon spreads its wings.
One after another, giant dragons flew out from the Dragon Lair scattered all over the place, converging into an unstoppable torrent in the rain.
Their wingspan covered the rain screen, and the air waves generated when flapping their wings almost blew the rainwater into a horizontal waterfall. They spiraled up in battle formation, and low dragon roars came and went.
In addition to the giant dragon, there were streaks of red light streaking across the sky.
Skywheel and Sky Shuttle.
These cutting-edge aerial vehicles, which combine Holden technology and Aura technology, are painted in a unified deep red paint. After these years of mass production, they have become large-scale.
They took off in large numbers from the military port.
Skywheel is in the shape of a disk, with its edge surrounded by Rune Bands that rotates at high speed, like a blade. When flying at high speed, it will leave a red light trail in the sky, like a meteor streaking across the sky. Sky Shuttle is slender and flexible, shaped like a spindle, and equipped with long-range weapons.
Then, the earth began to crack.
In the wilderness, valleys, and the periphery of the Mountain Range, in all pre-deployed positions, huge gaps opened in the ground.
The magnificent Alchemical Colossus slowly rises from the cracks.
Although they are not as big as Platinum Star, they are at least tens of meters in size and are extremely spectacular. When standing on the ground and looking up at these giant statues, people need to raise their heads to an uncomfortable angle to see them in full.
And, there are a lot of them.
Even more than Alchemical Colossus when Holden Empire attacked Abyss.
The reason lies with the manipulators.
These huge war machines are not controlled by Alchemist or spirit-infused intelligence.
Both the former and the latter are very difficult to mass-produce, and what limits the production capacity of such giant Alchemical Colossus is not the material, but the operating system.
And inside each Aura Colossus, multiple Kobold are working together in an orderly manner.
This is the original creation of Sacred Aura.
In the traditional Alchemy Golem manufacturing system, large-scale Alchemical Construct requires a high-level Alchemist to expend a lot of energy to operate, or to perform complex spiritual infusion rituals, which greatly limits the mass production and deployment of giant constructs.
When Aura was still Molten Iron Tribe, he took a different approach.
Why not break up the manipulation tasks and let multiple manipulators take responsibility for each part?
After years of repeated trials and improvements, especially after acquiring the alchemy technology of Holden, the technology of Aura has also advanced by leaps and bounds. This multi-person collaborative control system has reached a very mature level.
Kobold, who are extremely weak in the eyes of ordinary people, are very rich in this type of operators.
View from the sky.
Atlant has turned into a huge military fortress.
Countless warriors formed an impenetrable front on the ground, one dragon after another hovering in the sky, Skywheel and Sky Shuttle weaved a dragnet in the air, and Alchemical Colossus stood like a steel giant.
The heavy rain continued to pour down, shrouding the sky and the earth in a white curtain of rain.
The rain wet the warriors' armor, the dragon's scales, and the construct's armor...
.. but no one cares.
There was no confusion or panic.
All legions are in their positions and ready, and all preparations are for this moment.
At the same time.
Above Dragon Court.
A red crack appeared in mid-air, and flames were still flickering at the edge.
Giant claws covered with dragon scales protruded from the crack, grabbed the edge of the crack, and tore it open to expand the crack. Then, the figure of Red Iron Dragon jumped out of the deep sky.
Garos is back.
And the moment he landed, the surrounding rain suddenly distorted.
With him as the center, the trajectory of the raindrops deflected violently within a certain range close to his body. The raindrops bent and twisted around his body to form a spiral vortex, gathering towards his body in circles.
It was as if his body itself was a miniature overweight planet.
Garos is no longer surprised by this.
Phew!
Dragon Qi ignited and enveloped the whole body like a flame.
The twisted invisible Force Field seemed to be restrained, and the rain returned to its normal trajectory.
Immediately, Red Iron Dragon raised his head and looked at the outlines of Floating City above the clouds.
At the same time.
Floating City internal.
The city in the sky that once belonged to Holden is now empty.
The residents have already moved to the ground Resettlement Zone. All supplies, equipment, and valuable relics have been cleared away, leaving only empty streets and buildings.
Then, dark purple energy smeared up.
A crack appeared silently, and instantly began to expand, bifurcate, and spread. With a huge and constantly expanding crack as the center, countless small cracks extended in all directions like spider webs.
This crack is not just on Floating City.
The space was also torn open with countless holes.
On the other end, there are countless pairs of hungry and crazy eyes, and mouths drooling with blood, Demon Legion is coming.
A twisted Demon battleship was the first to squeeze out of the largest crack.
Giant Ship Insect Demon, this terrifying creation commonly known as the Demon battleship, is covered with a dark carapace, with countless embedded Demon roaring on the surface, and the ship's bow is towering, shaped like a monster's head.
The deck of the battleship was also densely packed with Demon.
Vrock fluttered its wings and was about to fly, Berserker Demon gripped the battle ax tightly, and Quasit scurried between the gaps, letting out a sharp laugh.
Around the battleship, there were countless Demons pouring out directly from the cracks, some flapping their wings and flying high into the sky, while others had no wings and fell from the sky screaming.
Like a rainstorm made of flesh and blood.
Not just this Floating City.
In every Floating City in the Atlant sky, the same scene is playing out at the same time.
Demon gushes out from these cracks like a flood that bursts a bank, filling every Floating City every street and every square in the blink of an eye.
It is raining in the sky, and it is also raining Demon.
Then, the first wave fell straight to the ground.
If we look at it with ordinary logic, a fall from such a high altitude would be enough to turn most Demons into pulp.
However, the reality is not like this.
Mud splashed and rain roared, they landed firmly on the land of Atlant, got up, fangs turned out, and let out a deafening roar.
A layer of light disappeared from Demon's body at the same time.
This is a large-scale protective spell that Demon warlocks cast before the invasion, which can make them immune to falling damage.
At the same time, Iron Dragon Sorog is hovering high in the sky.
He noticed the return of Red Iron Dragon, nodded slightly to his blood relatives from a distance, and then withdrew his gaze, staring at all this indifferently with vertical pupils without saying a word.
He is waiting.
Immediately afterwards, the density of Demon increased rapidly.
Floating City The originally empty streets were already darkly crowded with Demon figures. They were pushing, trampling, roaring, and scrambling to get ahead of each other.
When the density of Demon reaches its highest point.
Iron Dragon Sorog raised its head and let out a loud dragon roar.
The Aura warlocks and Spellcaster who had been waiting for the signal responded immediately.
Then, Floating City and Rune Bands started to flash.
The red color disappeared, and the white light began to spread, from the outside in, along every rune line, every Magic Array node, and every notch, spreading at a dizzying speed.
The runes Floating City, Magic Array, were all activated in an instant.
Boom!
A shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded. Wherever it passed, city walls cracked, towers collapsed, and scorching white Purifying Flame spewed out, like a huge white lotus that suddenly bloomed.
Wherever the light passed, many Demon howled and were reduced to ashes.
Floating City turned into a white sun.
The flames illuminated the entire rain curtain, illuminating the dark red sky like daylight. The sound of explosions, the screams of Demon, and the roar of Purifying Flame burning were mixed together, one after another.
Then the second, third, fourth...
Since the Abyss invasion cannot be stopped by destroying Floating City, let's turn them into the tombs of the first invaders.
All Floating Citys taken over by Sacred Aura have been deployed with blasting and purification Magic Arrays.
One after another, they exploded in the sky and turned into bright fireworks. The fragments of the ruins fell from the sky with white flames, creating countless light traces in the rain curtain.
From a distance, it looks like a grand and deadly meteor shower.
The flames burned in the air for a long time.
However, the intrusion of Demon was not blocked.
Although Floating City was destroyed and Demon's vanguard army was buried, Abyssal Rift did not disappear and was suspended in the sky.
Demon battleship slowly sailed out.
With this super giant Demon structure as the center, the flying Demon hovers and dives.
Ordinary Demon fell like raindrops, fell to the ground, then got up, quickly gathered together, and spread out on the flat ground into a surging dark tide.
They were undeterred by the destruction of the first pioneers.
In Abyss, the fate of cannon fodder is to die, and they have long been accustomed to this.
The Demons roared and began to charge.
Abyss invasion officially begins.
At the same time, Iron Prince's eyes retracted from Demon, and finally fell on the Aura Legion who were waiting on the ground.
Sorog took a deep breath.
Immediately, a majestic dragon roar burst out from deep in his chest.
"Sacred Aura warriors."
"For the great emperor! For your empire! For Victory and Glory!"
A brief silence.
Then, thousands of voices responded to him at the same time.
Dragonkin The warriors hit their shields with their weapons, Ogre hammered the ground with their war hammers, Centaur Cavalry raised their spears high, and the spear tips drew countless silver cold lights in the rain.
All the voices gathered together into a war cry louder than thunder.
"For Victory and Glory! For Sacred Aura!"
"Roar!!!"
"Burn this dregs to ashes!"
Fire Princess roared.
As the Legendary Realm red dragon in charge of fire, her voice is naturally burning and exciting. Just listening to her voice can make Dragonkin people feel excited.
The group of dragons that had been hovering for a long time raised their wings and began to climb at the same time.
Among them, except for the giant dragon Legendary Realm, every dragon was at least in its prime. Life Level was close to the Legendary Realm. The wind pressure from its wings almost dried up the rainwater.
Their speed broke the sound barrier in a matter of seconds, causing a deafening explosion as they tore through the air.
It looked like one unstoppable giant arrow after another, shooting towards the black curtain composed of Demon in the sky.
Dragon Breath spurted out from the throat, turning countless Demon into dust.
Constructs such as Skywheel and Sky Shuttle followed closely behind.
Skywheel shuttled between the enemy formations, and the high-speed rotating Rune Bands cut through Demon's body like a blade, dismembering them at close range; Sky Shuttle kept its distance, shooting high-energy beams one after another, and combined with the dragon's breath, weaved into an airtight fire network.
After a salvo, several Demon battleships collapsed, and burning fragments fell.
The Demon fleet fired back, Abyss The flames and the light of the magic cannon collided in the rain curtain, exploding into countless dazzling light groups.
on the ground.
The Alchemical Colossuss took heavy steps, crushing the Demon groups on the ground with every step.
Other units also launched a charge together.
Facing the ferocious Demon, Aura soldiers did not have the fear that ordinary life should have.
At the same time, Aura's Fang flapped its giant wings.
He flew high into the sky, spread his wings, and smashed into the center of the Demon group like a meteorite. His heavy body set off a shock wave, forming a huge circular crater on the ground.
None of the Demons in the pit were spared.
"Haha, little bugs!"
"Come on, Master Kalu will let you know what true cruelty is!"
Dragon-veined Glutton Demon got up, and his body ignited with a raging Dragon Qi, transforming into a terrifying form with three heads and six arms. Its ferocious power even overwhelmed the general among Demon.
A Berserker Demon Warlord rushed over to challenge him, but his weapon was smashed with one punch, and his head was smashed with the second punch.
Looking at him, it seemed like I could see a majestic and majestic figure.
This is the figure of Red Emperor, the embodiment of the power of Dragon Vein.
Each Dragon-Vein Kin reflects their creator to some extent, and Kalu's violent attitude at this moment is exactly the same as Red Emperor's crushing attitude on the battlefield.
A low-level Demon General was in a daze and was distracted for a moment on the battlefield.
Whoosh!
The men and horses, whose bodies were burning with holy light, hung in the sky and shot two arrows.
The arrow turned into a white meteor, splitting through the rain curtain in an instant, piercing Demon General's head and heart, bringing with it a dark red blood of Demon.
This Legendary Realm Demon who was accidentally distracted during the battle was killed directly.
The war has broken out in full force.
Rainwater mixed with blood, flowed into the soil, and merged into depressions, dyeing the earth a bottomless red ocher.
The roar, the sound of metal clashing, the sizzling sound of dragon flames burning flesh, the scream of Demon before death... All these sounds were wrapped in the rain curtain, pressing heavily on the ground, and spread into the distance.
Red Iron Dragon stands on top of Dragon Court.
The tides of the Aura Legion and Abyss collided fiercely. The battle lines advanced, sawed and misaligned in the rain. Alchemical Colossus crushed a wide bloody path among the Demon group. Skywheel exploded into a ball of red sparks in the air and was replaced by his successor...
He saw them all.
However, he was not directly involved.
The warriors of Aura need Victory and Glory instead of living completely under the protection of the emperor. They are eager to experience blood and fire.
Besides...
These Demon are just a prelude, and the expansion of the cracks is limited. Garos has no interest in wasting energy on them.
The real threat has yet to emerge.
Hellfire Lord, Asalia.
This Demon Lord has not yet appeared. In fact, judging from the current battle situation and the degree of the rift, it seems difficult for him to come, but Garos knows that no matter what, he will definitely come to Material Plane in person.