Two full days passed in a heavy silence. A silence that had neither peace nor safety, more like the calm before a storm.
During these two days, the Demon Base was like a disturbed beehive, constantly in motion. Thousands of soldiers were preparing, weapons were being sharpened, armors were polished, and war beasts were released from their massive cages one after another. The smell of hot iron, dried blood, and monster flesh filled the air.
Daniel, while inside Orsuis's body, was genuinely shocked by the demons' strength. Even though this was just one base, their power was far beyond most human forces.
Now he understood why demons could do whatever they wanted. He doubted the humans in the Gulf of Sumer could compete with them easily.
With sunrise, the massive hellish gates of the base opened with a deafening roar.
The black walls, soaked in demonic energy, trembled, and a red mist crawled out as if it were the breath of an ancient beast.
