Even so, the realm of the Dead Eye of the Fallen had these creatures, but there wasn't even a proper order or rule for their hierarchy.
That's right. It didn't make any sense—nothing ever did.
'There is really a lot of chaos. Not even the ranking system is in order.'
His lips curled up into a smirk.
'Whatever.'
Sigh
He immediately heard a noise in the bushes a few metres away, snapping every sense awake. His ears twitched.
Ibaan twisted the Utopian's Duke in his grip.
And as his curiosity stirred, a conclusion formed in his mind—why hadn't the filthy creatures come together the second time?
He was a hundred percent sure it was because they had judged him as nothing more than a brat who had been crushed without effort. So this time, they must have thought that a single one of them could handle him without even trying.
