His eyes blazed with fervor as he gazed at the vast ruin that was once the hospital's main hall, where a crack emitting purple light was gradually expanding.
About four meters high and two meters wide, a continuous stream of Gray Inferior Demons kept emerging, filling the hall with their bizarre forms.
Low growls rose and fell, surrounding the crack, much like a pack of wild beasts waiting for their leader to arrive.
Unlike the chaotic rifts that appeared in the camps of South City, these Gray Inferior Demons were deliberately contained here.
The hunchbacked giant's eyes glowed red, and a creepy laugh slowly began to resonate, "Soon, very soon the passage will fully open, and we will be able to travel to another world—a stronger, more perfect world."
The Gray Inferior Demons seemed to be under his control, though merely through some form of psychic force, influencing them rather than completely binding them.
