Chapter 824 Guerilla
On a desolate planet shrouded in perpetual darkness, where the atmosphere itself seemed to snarl with malevolence, the demon forces regrouped, unaware of the fate that awaited them. This was a world forsaken, twisted by centuries of demonic corruption, its skies a swirling mass of ominous clouds that blotted out any light. Below, the demonic legions moved with a lethargic sense of security, their vehicles trudging along the craggy terrain, fortresses standing like silent sentinels of the darkness.
Within one of these foreboding strongholds, a commander, a creature of towering stature and festering wounds that never healed, barked orders at its subordinates. "Secure the perimeter! The humans and their allies grow bold, but they will not find us wanting!"