Deep within the Ninth Abyss, as the resounding boom of the timpani echoed through the caverns, Mike and Ace found themselves sprinting for their lives, pursued relentlessly by a horde of over one hundred thousand demon rats.
The beast wave surged behind them like a relentless tide. Chief tier rats, their eyes glowing with malice, charged out from the throng, only to be swiftly dispatched by Ace's spear. Their corpses, barely hitting the ground, were devoured by their ravenous brethren.
This was one of the most terrifying aspects of the demon army.
Humans had their limits.
But the demon creatures within the horde seemed to grow stronger with each kill, their bloodlust only intensifying.
Fortunately for them, the targets of this particular chase were no ordinary humans.
Two level 300+ Generals, daring to provoke a demon army exceeding one hundred thousand strong. Mike's confidence stemmed from an absolute faith in his abilities.
