The Dragon Group and the Angels soared together beneath the sky, but this harmonious scene didn't stir anyone's interest. Even the most optimistic Brass Dragon fell silent upon witnessing the horrifying scenes below.
The magnificent and beautiful landscapes were trampled under the fiery hooves of Demons, countless lives slaughtered, and bodies torn in half became commonplace.
There were also mashed remains crushed into indistinguishable pulp, hanging on thorns, blood tears in the corners of their eyes, infants with limbs gnawed to shreds; female Divine Priests subjected to inhumane humiliation and torture...
The cruelty and savagery of the Demons were displayed in bloody vividness, sins that no books or words could describe, crimes beyond capacity, even returning the same pain in full would not vent their inner fury.
"These damn scum, I'll slaughter them all!"
"President, summon the Ancient Dragon, I don't want any Demon that has ravaged here to return to the Abyss alive."