These Descenders wore leather armor and iron armor.
They held swords, axes, spears, bows, and other weapons.
They looked rather motley.
But every one of them was actually fairly strong.
They were all between levels 5 and 8.
The strongest had even reached level 9.
That one was a Cleric.
A hundred-strong force like this would count as an elite force in any city.
Every Descender stared intently at the towering, imposing azure Dragon Shadow before them.
Their eyes brimmed with fighting spirit and anticipation.
They were fully prepared to face whatever missions came next.
And the Dragon before them.
Xiluo himself.
Was likewise watching them, and only after looking over every Descender.
Did he slowly nod and speak in a voice that sounded exceedingly majestic only after he had altered it:
"Brave Descenders from Blue Star!
You are the true warriors I selected over the course of three days.
Every one of you possesses greater strength and discipline than other Descenders.
I believe you have the ability to overcome any difficulty and complete any mission.
Listen!
Not long ago.
An undercover agent I sent to Abyssal Hell passed information to me.
A certain group of Demons there is stirring, eager to strike at the Gerlo Kingdom.
As a member of the righteous Defenders' Alliance.
I naturally cannot tolerate such a thing happening.
Therefore.
I have decided to dispatch a powerful, outstanding force.
And that means you!
You will go to Abyssal Hell and assist my undercover agent as much as possible in eliminating the Demons there and resolving this crisis.
Do you understand?"
"What! Our destination for this mission is Abyssal Hell?"
"Oh! My God! Abyssal Hell, seriously? From what people say on the Forum, there's nothing to do there but kill, kill, kill."
"Isn't killing fun enough? We've