Tom looked at the dead body of the demon and watched it slowly burn away into nothingness.
When a demon died, they didn't exactly die, instead, they returned to hell, revived, and prepared for another battle.
"The soldiers of the netherworld are undying, eternal, ever expanding, and ever growing. Just like hell itself, it always is and always will be."
Tom looked away. The Phantom Doomblade in his hand vanished. But the battle wasn't over yet.
"I need to destroy this whole underground structure."
More importantly, he needed to find more information about the Cult of Devourer. It seemed like they had a grand plan to destroy this world and burn it to the ground. Summoning Zethirion was the proof of that. That demon had the power to engulf this world in flame and turn it into one of the trillions world of hell.
Footsteps rang again. This time, there were 20 cultists that came out of the cave.
"Who are you?"