"Tch… heheheh…"
Void watched with amusement as he observed Mark's battle with the Quasi Rank 4 angel.
It was exhilarating, the feeling that he only needed a single move to kill a being at the same realm as himself.
Was this the true potential of a primordial demon?
Was this the essence of being a demon?
Was this why angels always sought to oppose them?
Demons were not just beings of chaos.
Void was beginning to see it clearly—
Demons were chaos itself.
Boom.
The Quasi Rank 4 angel frowned as he clashed with Mark once more.
The fifth layer of space stretched violently as ruins trembled and disintegrated instantly.
Something felt off.
The angel's output was the same, yet the damage he inflicted on Mark seemed to be decreasing.
"Hmm…"
The angel tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and took a deep breath.
"Demon… you are getting stronger," the Quasi Rank 4 angel muttered.
"I am," Mark replied calmly.
But it was more than that.
