Fear, that most primal and terrifying emotion of humanity, rose like a virus in the heart of every Demon Hunter at this moment, spreading along their veins with the boiling Secret Blood and devouring every weak will in an instant. They trembled, wept, praying that this was all just an unbearable dream, but everyone knew that this nightmare seemed never-ending.
In the silent night, the roars of Demons began to rise, coming from every corner of the Seven Hills like a surging tide, accompanied by blazing flames and the clanging of iron.
As time passed, other places in the Seven Hills also saw instances of people undergoing demonization. Cries echoed through the night, and it seemed some were fleeing here, their footsteps rising steadily.
Indeed, this is the Saint Nalos Cathedral. If there's any place in this world closest to the Divine Kingdom, it would be here. All believers yearn for this place, and when all evils descend, it will be the last sanctuary.
