This is the battlefield of mortals and also the stage for mortals. They sing and dance, completing the final performance under the gaze of all.
The ferocious and enormous demon broke through the ruins, raising dust on its body, along with scarlet limbs. With the blessing of Undying Power, the demon's flesh constantly proliferated, even assimilating the corpses around it into a bloated and clumsy form.
Twisted steel, shattered corpses, stones full of cracks... it resembled a greedy evil ghost, advancing relentlessly, using the limbs to grab all available substances, weaving them into a massive figure.
Threads of blazing white flames interspersed among them, illuminating the body enveloped by profound darkness, revealing scarlet muscles akin to tree trunks.
"This guy looks like trouble!"
Red Falcon shouted, knowing even a War God avoids harm. He jogged across obstacles, dodging the demon's fierce strikes.
