Emerged From The Dark With An Attack

Within merely half an hour after the commotion caused by the Nightwalkers, the surroundings had returned to an eerie semblance of normalcy.

The only visible anomaly was the rapidly traveling violet mist, which swirled and thickened with an unnatural intensity.

Despite the apparent tranquility, an undercurrent of tension gripped the air. Most of the onlookers bore grim expressions, their eyes darting nervously as they assessed the situation.

A few, sensing the impending danger, began to retreat cautiously, their steps measured and deliberate. Though the environment seemed calm, everyone present knew better—this was merely the calm before the true storm.

In just a few more hours, the entire Demon Raiding Mountain would be engulfed by the violet mist, and with it, a calamity of unimaginable proportions would likely descend.