As the sight of the demonic castle loomed in the distance, Adrian couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment as he surveyed the scene below.
"Surprised, father~?" Elaniel's voice chimed in.
"Yes," Adrian admitted, his expectations vastly surpassed by the reality before him.
Though he had a general idea of what to expect, knowing that the demons had overtaken the area, the sheer magnitude of the sight caught him off guard.
The scene was not just more demonic in appearance but also in vibe.
Rather than the chaotic, foreboding atmosphere he anticipated, there was an unexpected sense of civilization.
The demons seemed to have created a society amidst the ruins, a peculiar blend of demonic influence and structured order.
Frost elves, either enslaved or manipulated, were being utilized for various tasks, their once proud race now reduced to servitude.
