The doors of the Pagoda opened with a heavy, drawn-out sound.
Daniel stepped outside.
The first thing he saw was the dark sky, filled with demonic auras.
The second thing was a sea of demons.
The valley, the cliffs, even the air itself—everything was surrounded by red bodies, curved horns, and glowing eyes.
Thousands of demons. Maybe even more. From B-rank all the way to beings whose very breathing made the space tremble, S-rank.
Daniel paused for a moment.
"…I didn't expect you to value me this much."
He slowly looked around and muttered under his breath.
He had expected to be surrounded by demons the moment he came out. But this? This was far beyond what he imagined.
If he had to guess, it was obvious that at least more than half of all the demons in the Gulf had gathered here just for him.
Jokes aside, he honestly felt a sense of pride.
The Crown Prince had considered him important enough to summon nearly all demons here, accepting huge risks, just to capture him.
