"Of course I know the Beast of Thunder's power is uncontrollable. But since I am not the one being offered as the sacrifice, what do I have to worry about?"
Silas Linden instantly understood. His face turned deathly pale as he whipped his head toward the giant stone not far away.
A bizarre ritual.
A summoning by countless demons.
An ancient Vicious Beast.
'He knew...'
'He finally knew what Xylos was trying to do!'
"Xylos, you're insane! You've already merged with Gorgrath, and now you want to merge with the Beast of Thunder too?"
Hearing this, Willow Finch's face also lost several shades of color.
'So Amelia was just the bait.'
'That madman, Xylos!'
A triumphant laugh escaped Xylos's throat. He ran his tongue over his lips and said with eager anticipation, "I lay dormant for tens of millions of years, all to find the records of the First Demon King. And at last, my efforts paid off. I truly found the First Demon King's own writings.
