Chapter 438: Chapter 400: The Battle of the Abyss

The pungent sulfur was even more irritating in the scalding air, yet Lyle, besieged by nightmares, struggled without getting up, imprisoned in a small room drenched in darkness.

He couldn't open his eyes, but his head was crammed with information: sounds, images, forces.

Lyle heard Gogallan's screams, saw his tall, twisted body covered in black mire, and he sensed his presence.

There was something in his own mind, a mix of familiar and strange inspiration squatting there, an unease. It was like the discomfort Nia initially brought when she hid in his body, that sense of being smeared with mucus over and over, an unease Lyle had taken quite some time to adapt to. Now he might have to repeat the process.

For the harbinger of doom resided in his own mind.

Lyle "saw" how it engulfed him and Nia, gradually corrupting Hell's power, weaving fear into every demon's heart, planting that sinister laugh into their minds, and at last, declaring its presence to all.