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Overlord Zorathar's expression turned strange at the sight of unidentified figures emerging through a portal of darkness, their silhouettes shrouded in an ominous mist that seemed to writhe like living shadows.
From the aura some of these creatures exuded, one thing was clear.
The devils would lose. There was nothing they could do to fight these monstrosities.
And indeed, what happened shortly after confirmed Zorathar's thoughts.
"Who is that? Could he be your secret weapon, prepared to win this clash? Have you really fallen so low? Relying on an external lifeform—"
But Zorathar's words caught in his throat at the sight of Kael-Zoryn's flickering figure.
"Is he really that powerful?!" he whispered imperceptibly.
However, his words were not inaudible.
The devil heard his surprised words, as if he hadn't expected such a thing, as if he, too, was unaware of the details.
Moments later, Kael-Zoryn spoke, gazing at the Nexus Galaxy.
