Exhausted yet ever vigilant.
The air was thick with a strange corrosive aura.
These were the brutal remnants of the clash between the Pillar God's avatar and the hellish army.
"This aura... it doesn't seem naturally formed.
Rather, it's the residue of some evil power."
Reina touched her nose lightly.
Her brows furrowed in concentration.
On the distant barren wasteland.
A fierce battle was unfolding.
Dark storms swept the heavens and the earth.
The roar reverberated through the valleys and cliffs.
The twisted and eerie silhouette of the Pillar God loomed in and out of view within the storm.
Each swing brought about catastrophic destruction.
The leader of the hellish army—the Ice Hell Lord, Kerlos, stood atop a fissure.
His frost-covered armor glistened with a cold light.
Like a Demon King of ice and snow in purgatory.
He glared ferociously at the center of the battlefield.
A roar split the sky:
"David!
You actually got involved in this conspiracy.
