The Merit Exchange Plaza at the Blood River Fortress was immensely large, almost as colossal as a city housing tens of thousands, covered densely with numerous registration booths, and theoretically, the open spaces were enough to stack the corpses of any demon.
But this Minor Coward Demon, having worked at the Blood River Fortress as a registrar for over two thousand years, had never seen demon corpses that were numerous enough to surge forth like a torrential flood.
Balor Flame Demon, Six-armed Snake Demon, Bullhead Demon, Lion-tail Scorpion… Countless well-known classic demons appeared, as if they were collected after a massive battle, abundant in numbers and variety.
No one marveled anymore at the vast space within Melina's small mirror; instead, they were astounded by the origin of so many demon corpses.
