On the distant horizon, Daniel noticed another city. A massive line of demons stretched from the city toward the horizon in the direction he was heading. The crowd seemed endless—millions upon millions of demons were moving in the same direction.
"That massive line must be the invasion army," Daniel muttered as his speeder surged forward at high speed.
He had been in this Abyssal Realm for over two hours now. The air here was not suited for human life; its composition was toxic to the human body, and he didn't know any spells to counteract it.
It was fortunate that the fight with Lucifer didn't take much time. He had come and achieved his goals, forced Lucifer to return what he had stolen from Pride, beat the sh*t out of him, extracted the directions to the exit, and left. These tasks were completed efficiently, allowing Daniel to endure the poisonous air outside with the help of his overwhelming enchantments, which bolstered his toughness.
