Dark clouds billow and the sky is oppressively black.
Hell's Army has appeared, in countless numbers, a vast multitude that fills the vast sky.
Compared to the elite forces of the Heavenly Army, the strength of Hell's Army is more mixed, with uneven quality, but their numbers are far too great.
"Hell's Army!"
When the warlords of the vast seas saw the descent of Hell's Army, their expressions instantly turned sour.
The power of Hell was too strong, strong enough to rank in the top five, with only the strongest gods able to suppress them.
Were it not for the disunity among Hell's lords, slashing at one another fiercely, their ranking would be even higher.
They, of course, knew that Hell's Army was not summoned by True Yang Heaven as reinforcements, but were drawn like cats to the scent of a battle, coming on their own accord.
Hell is too belligerent, wherever there is war, there are their shadows.
