Chapter 665
I watch dozens of red-cored demons, dressed head to toe in metallic black armor, step out from the rift. Some carry longswords, others shields, and a few wield axes and hammers.
Their horns vary in height and length, with colors ranging from black to brown to red. The exposed skin on some demons shares these color tones. Even their heights and builds differ—some standing near human height at 2 meters, while others tower up to 5 or even 6 meters tall.
These are all arch demons, ranging from level 5000 to 9000, and their sharp eyes scan the darkness of night with ease, spreading out in multiple directions.
The constant flow of red cores halts after about four dozen demons emerge, and then an orange-cored demon steps through.
It moves forward, raising its arms to begin giving orders to the surrounding demons.
At such a distance, with the interference of the abyss, the True Core-level fight happening in front of me, and the thousands of kilometers between us, I can only make out a few words.
"Survey the lands, and report back the throne's approximate opening time!"
"I want threat levels calculated! This world is located in a 3rd Class Natural Mana Zone. There shouldn't even be enough mana here to create a fully matured Stage 2 labyrinth."
"Scope out potential nearby threats and secure this land to begin the base builds!"