Across the vast wilderness, monsters ran rampant in swarming hordes.
Thousands upon thousands of Abyssal demons emerged from the Planar Gate, jostling forward in a chaotic mass.
They charged into the bombardment of magic power without the slightest fear.
But that was the only virtue these chaotic evil monsters possessed.
Against an army prepared for battle, an equal number of demons had almost no chance of victory.
Most lower- and middle-tier demons relied on nothing more than individual ferocity, no match for an organized, disciplined war machine.
Yet the Abyssal Legion had become infamous throughout the Multiverse and ravaged countless planes precisely because its numbers were practically inexhaustible.
The Abyss was divided into many layers, its endless territories nurturing countless demons.
Twisted, dark, and distorted souls from countless planes and worlds fell into it. Under the peculiar influence of its planar laws, they transformed into monsters of greed, fear, rage, and depravity.
That was where many varieties of demons came from.
Their essence was the will of living beings in the Material Plane. The Abyss was also connected to Hell, constantly receiving the dregs that accumulated there.
Thus, as long as evil thoughts persisted among mortal creatures, these evil beings would never die out.
Whenever their numbers grew so great that even the mutual slaughter of the Abyssal Blood War could not consume them, the demons overflowed, surging back into the Material Plane.
That... was the origin of the Abyssal Calamity!
"So many!"
When Roland arrived, his first glimpse of the enemies blanketing the landscape left him stunned.
They seemed utterly fearless of death, as though someone had cast a berserk spell on them that stripped away all reason. Their eyes were bloodshot, filled with bloodlust and savagery.
"Hugwa!"
A small group of demons spotted Roland and his companions approaching.