Bab 488: Dread

"We made it! We've finally won!"

"Praise the great Infernal Gods, for the Sun will never set on the great Acraepoid race! We will rise from the ashes and…"

The sky above the First Acraepoid Kingdom returned to its beautiful blue hue. The invasion of the cursed sorcerers had ended in failure. Now, the masterless Abyssal Demons were being hunted down, with not a single soul spared. In the sky, floating hordes of red-eyed soul slave soldiers were patrolling, held captive by the Acraepoids' Will.

"Limo, are you seeing this? Victory is ours! The Acraepoids have triumphed over the enemy! The sorcerers are not undefeatable as the cowards would say! The day when we, the great Acraepoids would crush the sorcerers and recapture the Infernal Spirit Continent is as near as it can get! And when that day comes, we will hang, draw and quarter every single one of them!"

Grimm's body, having been washed and cleansed with spring water no longer reeked of the giant Abyssal monster's stomach acid.