Hell, eighth level.
Black King City resembled a giant beast, crouching in the wilderness.
Storm energy walls made of death aura stood all around. The sounds of slaughter, explosion, and spell-like ability roared incessantly.
The demon army converged from all directions, besieging the city. The main forces were Flame Demons and Wind Demons. The Earth cracked, underground fire soared to the sky, black wind blew, and the flames spread wide. This combination of demons was an unfailing siege lineup of the Abyss.
The Mistress of Demon Fox and the Ghost Elephant Master stood atop the death aura wall. War consumed the devils' forces like a meat grinder.
They were filled with worry, lost in the uncertainty of the future. Since the start of the total war, over a handful of top-level tribes had been annihilated.
Not long after, a figure entered the battlefield. It was none other than... Purgatory Demon Sword·Sodros!
"Black King Eighteen Slash!"
