The Horn!

The Dwarf Kingdoms had never imagined that more than a hundred Demon Caverns would appear near their legions.

When the message reached them, the messenger's cries for help were accompanied by countless terrifying roars, as though Demons were whispering in their ears.

That was the sound of Hell.

That was the sound of the Dark World.

There was no need to guess. Dark Creatures had already stormed the camps.

Three Dwarf Kingdoms sought help from the Sand Sea Kingdom, but the Red Fire Kingdom was making moves that looked like the start of an all-out war. The Epic-Class Professionals stationed in the fortress dared not act. To keep it from being seized, they could not spare troops for a rescue.

Cursing bitterly, the Dwarf Kingdoms had no choice but to send their Epic-Class experts. They knew that by the time those experts arrived, the three Dwarf Legions—three hundred thousand troops in all—would have suffered terrible losses.

What they feared most was an Epic-Tier Demon breaking into one of the legions.

If that happened, not one soldier in those three Dwarf Legions would survive.

Artillery roared. There were only thirty guns, but they made a tremendous difference on a battlefield this size. Every shell could blow dozens of enemies across a span of ten or more meters to pieces.

The only problem was that there were too few guns.

Heavy bolts shrieked through the air with sonic booms, skewering Dark Creatures one after another. Against a charge this dense, the Heavy Crossbow Bolts were devastating.

The few Gunners unleashed area attacks with Long Guns and Short Cannons. Beams of light erupted, mowing down swathes of Dark Creatures.

Short Cannons fired one shot after another, filling everything within dozens of meters with flame. All before them turned to ash.

The Mages