The path ahead was clear: march into the Third Realm in eight months, and from there reach the Sacred Dimension, ready to step through the instant it opened in two years' time.
The question now was what to do with the months that remained.
Given the dangers awaiting inside the Sacred Dimension, neither Cain nor Meylin would sit idle. Waiting was death. To them, the fastest path to growth was the same as it had always been—killing enemies and devouring their strength. And there was no shortage of opportunities. Across the Second Realm, the forces of the Demon King and the Ancient One clashed endlessly, battles breaking out like wildfires.
