Two top experts, the purrling and the Second Devil General, were clashing. The purrling was using its same old tactics, and the trapped Second Devil General was unleashing a host of deadly devil arts. The latter looked like doomsday, a horde of devils, and the transformations of the sun and moon. It was as if the world of devils had come to the world of men.

Yet the purrling didn’t seem to care at all. Its expression was cold as it spat out bubble after bubble. And although the Second Devil General’s devil energy could pop the bubbles, the purrling would simply make more. In the end, the Second Devil General was crushed as if by an enormous mountain.

The Second Devil General howled with rage.

“Thousand Devil Slaughter!”

All of a sudden, millions upon millions of arms appeared in the Everlit Godlamp, holding a host of devil items as they attacked the bubbles with furious fervor.

“What animal is this? It's so strong! Is this the infant form of the King of Godmammoths?!”...