Behind the spatial rift was Abyss World. It's always been Abyss World that infiltrates other worlds, never have other worlds come up to its face like this before.
The surrounding demons didn't know how to respond.
We're demons! Demons!
Saying our name can frighten a crying child into silence.
It's bad for appearances if you just come up to us like this.
The six-horned demon Quasi God swung its arms, piecing the Crescent Soul Casting Hooks together, instantly forming a colossal bow.
The ends of the bow were extremely sharp. Rather than a bow, it was more like a double-bladed weapon.
A blood-red silk thread extended out from the ends of the bow, forming a string.
"I just remembered, I think this is Moonchaser Gutela from the 65th dungeon," a demon cried in shock.
Hearing a demon mention its name, Gutela grinned imperceptibly. But it soon hid it under its usual cold mask.