The sky did not merely open.
It unleashed.
From every portal—
They came.
Legions of demons poured into the world like a living storm. Wings tore through the air, claws scraped against reality itself, and their screams… shook the ground below.
Cities fell into panic once more.
This was no longer chaos.
It was invasion.
High above—
Amarik watched.
His wings stretched wide, his presence dominating the sky like a god of ruin.
Below him, the demons gathered—countless, obedient, waiting.
Then he spoke.
And the world heard him.
"Today… we reclaim what was stolen."
A pause.
His voice darkened.
"Spread."
The demons trembled in anticipation.
"Corrupt the land."
"Burn their cities."
"Kill their women."
"Erase their children."
His eyes burned brighter.
"I want no trace of Adam's blood left on this earth."
A roar answered him.
Deafening.
Unholy.
Then—
They descended.
Among them—
One stepped forward.
Different.
Controlled.
A female figure, her form wrapped in dark, shifting energy. Her eyes glowed with cold precision.
Evelyn.
A commander.
She looked down at the battlefield… and smiled.
Elsewhere—
Humanity answered.
Across the world, the remaining sorcerers gathered.
Warriors from different lands.
Different schools.
Different powers.
Now standing as one.
In the center—
Alfred stood before them.
Calm.
Focused.
"The portals are not random," he said.
"They are structured."
He raised his hand, forming a projection of light.
"Seven gates."
A pause.
"Seven waves."
The room fell silent.
"This…"
He looked at them all.
"Is only the first."
Marley stepped forward.
Her voice cut through the tension:
"We don't have time to fight endlessly."
She raised the Sun Disc slightly.
"There is a solution."
All eyes turned to her.
"My granddaughter… Vivian."
The name lingered.
"Her body was designed to contain seven relics—artifacts from lost civilizations."
A pause.
"She is the key."
Alfred narrowed his eyes: "A key to what?"
Marley answered:
"To activating the Dimensional Reactor."
Silence.
"If we reach it…"
She tightened her grip.
"We can close the portals."
"All of them."
A moment passed.
Then—
Zak stepped forward.
Firm.
Decisive.
"Then we buy you time."
He looked at the others.
"We hold the line."
Outside—
The war had already begun.
Maximilian stood at the front.
Shadow beside him, shifting, alive.
Before them—
Endless demons.
"Stay close," Maximilian said quietly.
Shadow responded:
"I am already everywhere."
They moved.
Maximilian cut through the first wave like lightning. His blade carved precise, unstoppable arcs, each strike dropping a demon before it could react.
He did not slow.
He did not hesitate.
Shadow expanded.
Darkness flooded the battlefield, slipping through enemies, tearing them apart from within.
Screams echoed—
Then vanished.
But then—
Everything shifted.
The demons parted.
Not in fear.
In respect.
She stepped forward.
Evelyn.
Her presence alone stilled the air.
She looked at Maximilian… studying him.
"So…"
Her voice was calm. Controlled.
"You're the one disrupting the flow."
Maximilian stopped.
Met her gaze.
"Leave."
A faint smile touched her lips.
"That wasn't a request, was it?"
He raised his blade.
"No."
She moved first.
Faster than anything before.
Their weapons collided—
And the shockwave shattered the ground beneath them.
Maximilian didn't move back.
Neither did she.
"Interesting," Evelyn said softly.
Shadow surged forward—
But she lifted her hand.
And the darkness… halted.
For the first time—
Shadow stopped.
Maximilian's eyes sharpened.
Evelyn tilted her head slightly.
"You're not the only one who understands power."
The air tightened.
The battlefield paused around them.
Then—
She smiled.
"Let's see how long you last."
The second clash began—
Stronger.
Faster.
Deadlier.
And above them—
The portals continued to open.
The first wave had only begun.
But something far worse…
Was already approaching.