บท 173: The Horde

Somewhere on the main continent of the first demon realm, one humanoid demon with a scrawny-looking body that showed the bones on some parts of his body was currently standing on a seemingly vast endless plain where there was nothing but grass or tall grass everywhere the eyes looked to.

The scrawny humanoid demon was in the middle of doing something else when he suddenly stopped whatever he was doing and froze in place. There was this sudden tugging feeling in his chest as if telling the scrawny demon that something had happened.

And for a humanoid demon that had actually lived long enough and had a lot of experience living as a demon, the scrawny humanoid demon knew that the tugging feeling that he felt wasn't actually coming from his heart but was actually his soul.