The Second Empress seemed to notice Sharky's confusion and explained gently, "The so-called Ghoul Races are the collective term for certain pitch-black, sinister beings. They are said to originate from another terrifying world altogether."
"A long, long time ago, the Fiend Races united with the other clans of this realm to repel their invasion. That battle was so fierce that the heavens dimmed for seven days and nights. After countless lives were lost, the opening they came through was finally sealed. That seal became what we now call the Netherworld Seal."
Sharky's brows furrowed slightly.
The Scaled Deathworm I encountered in the Frost Clan's mines… that thing also felt like it didn't belong in this world.
Could those creatures be part of the Ghoul Races too?
"The war against the Ghouls was bitter and cruel," the Second Empress went on softly. "Countless mighty beings perished back then. If not for that war, the human race might never have had a chance to rise."
