Just as everyone was eagerly anticipating the opening of the and the descent of the Demon Race legion.
At the entrance of the space-time portal, a dense crowd of demons eagerly awaited their chance to enter the Rafam Continent.
These lower-level demons were diverse in stature, some robust and some quite slender.
But they all shared one common trait—skin as red as heated iron.
And their skin resembled that of lizards, covered with bumps, giving a chilling sensation at first glance.
Among the Abyss Demon Race, demons of the Demon Spirit level and below were categorized as lower-level demons.
These low-level demons gathered together, baring their teeth and shouting:
"Rafam Continent is ours, I will annihilate all races."
"Drive them out, kill them all."
"I heard human blood is the most delicious thing in this world, I will surely taste it then."
"I detest this pitch-black abyss."
"I can't wait to go to the legendary Holy Land, eeya~"
