As the battle waged on, the demonic leviathans, now cloaked in sheaths of flame that made their forms even more terrifying, continued to spill forth from the portals. They surged towards Aldred in droves, a seemingly endless onslaught of rage and destruction. With each beast he dispatched, another took its place, as if the very fabric of hell itself was set against him, determined to over
His hands moved in blurs, casting bolts of pure energy that sliced through the demonic forms, his power a beacon amidst the darkness. Dozens of leviathans fell per second, their ashes scattered to the cosmic winds, yet still, they came.