"These goddamn humans!" A demon roared and ran across the empty streets while thundering footsteps echoed behind him. He was chased by dozens of screaming players!
The demon felt humiliated and angry that he was forced to retreat. He had always taken pride in the strength of his race—the strongest race in the entire universe.
Now, he was being chased by those pitiful, weak humans. He thought he could kill them with ease.
The demons didn't take into account that humans were indeed weak, but that was only in their ordinary forms. When they used their avatars, they were as strong as demons, some even stronger!
This was the goal of the primordial gods when they decided to overcome that weakness. They knew humans wouldn't be of any help in their weak forms; they were, after all, hindered by the chains, and it wasn't possible to remove them without killing the person.
