"If you say so..." Alter said as Dante pointed his hand towards all of Qliphoth ahead of him... it was a fraction of 15% of Qliphoth's real power, yet it could already cause great trouble.
"Devour everything," Dante said, and the mass of black energy began to swallow the tree until nothing remained...
But unfortunately... "This energy is uncontrollable... I think I'll send it back to the filthy fallen angel who dared to lay hands on my wife's forest." Dante said, and a massive portal began to appear before him, etched in black with demonic patterns in runes...
Not only that, but it was like a mouth, with twisted demons gripping its edges as if painted in despair and horror. Dante stared at the opening, the runes glowing in fiery red, while the desperate eyes of the demons gleamed in neon red.
Dante hesitated for a moment, but then, with a determined gesture, he cut his own hand, letting blood flow into the air, slowly transforming into black mist.
