The hoards of demons came closer and closer within the vicinity of the Ravager Mountain. The roars and screeches of the demonic creatures gave chills to the Heroes. They fought many battles with the demons for months, but it was the first time they were feeling an uneasy sensation.
The dark energy was slowly engulfing the morning sky. The ground was shaking under the stomp of countless demons, and waves of suffocating bloodlust swept over the mountain.
The Heroes waiting in ambush were sweating and trembling in fear. They received information about a horde of demons near the Nation's border, but what was moving toward them wasn't just a horde. It was an army of demons led by two Demonic Generals.
"What in the f*cking world is that? Demonic Wyvern?" Commander Vox muttered, seeing the flying creatures in the sky, each in a rough estimate twenty feet long.
