As he finished his sentence, Archfiend Antigonus raised his hands slowly. His deep, robust voice rang through the whole Sealed Fiend Mountain.

"My great warriors of the fiend race. Rise."

The bloody fog enveloping the surroundings of the blood formation seemed to gain sentience, sinking to the ground and condensing immediately before disappearing beneath the blood formation altogether.

Oh, no!

Master Magaera's face changed. His body trembled in outrage.

It was no wonder Archfiend Antigonus had been so calm even after he had lost so much of his energy.

It was because his fiend army was about to be revived any moment then.

Next to him, Grunt's face had also paled to a ghostly white.

Just as Master Magaera and Grunt were frozen in shock, a series of strange noises could be heard from below the ground. It was closely followed by the appearance of countless figures springing from the earth.

The figures were of countless blue skeletons. Their hollowed eye sockets shone with a sinist