In the projection of hell, the devils surrounded in flames and smoke lunged at Lucien, Natasha, and the Demigod-lich with the cold wind that could freeze their souls. The succubi inside the bronze castle let out soul-stirring moans… As Maltimus, the Lord of Hell, arrived, the projections of countless devils formed a terrifying legion.
Demigod-lich, who had only a gold skull left, opened his mouth after brief astonishment, releasing an ear-splitting howl that echoed directly in the soul. The quakes spread out, and the intense air of death was rising.
Within the range of the howl from the Demigod-lich, the volcanoes, rocks and, castles remained unchanged, but all of a sudden, a senior-rank devil almost three meters tall who was wielding a fiery sword collapsed without a sound.
As if contaminated by him, the swarm of devils fell like wheat that had been reaped. In only two seconds, the first wave of the devil legion that marched aggressively was annihilated.
