The Great Demon Holm

Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,Yet, though those demons were individually very powerful, the gates of hell had been open for two hundred years and were still blocked by humans in Antarctica. They couldn't even cross the Drake Passage.,Or... could it be those pact holders who made pacts with demons, forming symbiotic relationships with them。