"May the Glory of our God endure forever!"
"These damned Half-Beasts should all be hanged on the city walls!"
"Kill!"
"For our God!"
On the 270th level of the Abyss, in the western region of the Gravel Plane.
The roars, screams, and curses of over twenty people mixed together like the crashing waves of a level eighteen storm.
This was the realm of the Abyss Half-Beasts—a region reeking of nauseating sulfur in the thicket of the Abyss.
At this moment, the Naga, chanting the slogan for the God of Twilight and leading the Chaotic Army, including Corrupted Jackal Wolfmen, Evil Lizardmen, Enchanting Demons, and inferior demons, were encircling and slaughtering about seventy to eighty thousand grotesquely deformed Abyss Half-Beasts.
Chaos and slaughter are the eternal themes of the Abyss.
At this time, it was just a week since the Chaotic Army had defeated the Enchanting Demons.
