The Author's POV

Chapter 777

Following Kevin's death, a lot of things changed.

I was able to gain access to all of Kevin's powers; I was promoted to the role of Alliance Head, and I learned the truth about what was going on behind the scenes.

In tandem with that, my rank improved, and although I did not inherit his system, I did obtain access to the abilities that he had previously possessed.

...and one of these abilities was the ability to create portals that connected to different planets.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Figures continued to appear beside me.

People like Octavious, Monica, Donna, Douglas, and Ivana—basically the most powerful people in the human domain—were among those I knew very well and counted among them.

"Wow, these are a lot of demons."

"Ho, ho."

"You really did bring us to a nice show."

The plan was rather simple.

Create a portal―> Send everyone to Immorra―> Infiltrate the city ―> Open the portal ―> Kill the demons ―> Go home.

It was a fairly simple plan.

One that didn't take a genius to understand. That being said, it wasn't as easy as it sounded.

If I had to be completely truthful, I would say that sneaking into the city was the most difficult part of the mission. Even though I was quite powerful, snaking past over a couple of dozen demons with the rank of Duke and one demon with the rank of Prince was a task that was challenging for even me to complete.

I wasn't entirely confident I could do it, but…

What if the demons were aware of my every move and made it their mission to make things simpler for me and the others?

What if I purposely set up dummies outside, masked as the forces of the human domain, and tricked them into letting us into the city and their main tower so that they could trap us?

…If that were the case, wouldn't everything be solved?

"Thank you very much."

I whispered gratefully, looking at the Prince ranked demon in the distance. His complexion was rather pale, and the sight made me smile.

"…Thank you for being easy to predict."

***

lives that existed in the universe, a few of those lives would have been

far superior to that of their contemporaries and elevated them above the

fact, it would be more surprising if such individuals didn't exist. Regardless of race, there

A 'special' one.

the universe worked… and it was something it knew

universe, with their sole role being to eliminate or stunt the growth of these so called

billion years, the Protectors had

many races and secretly took control of

their best to stunt

the Records. The Records, despite all their power, couldn't control what was within the universe. The races that lived within

the Protectors to make sure that everything ran smoothly, and if a particular race displayed an excessive amount of potential or upset the equilibrium that they had created, they'd do everything in

happened to the demon

so how things were

BOOM―!

the space, bits of metal trailing the area in which they flew. Judging from the intricate runes that were in the shards of metal, they seemed

was revealed to be a bulky, golden-haired, gold-eyed male. He was

"H-how."

the Protector looked off into the distance, where a figure with white hair stood, his voice conveyed

It was another Protector.

as it drooped over his hand and held

"How?"

reverberated through

Crack!

firmly placed by the throat of the other Protector suddenly tightened, and a golden orb quickly materialized in his grip as

turned his

the Seat of

out his title, and the Protector moved back. His face was pale, and he was still in shock at

of five other Protectors, with him being the last of

compatriots were killed one by one by the

…Their biggest mistake.

"You're shocked, aren't you?"

was so fast that he couldn't even react on time, and with the injuries he had sustained, he could only watch as his hand firmly

"Kugh."

eerily similar to one that he had

possible for me to be alive? How is it possible when all seven of you have personally

questions that had been lingering

he couldn't understand. How was it possible for him to still be

if he did survive, he shouldn't have

a look

of metal materialized. They

this. This is what helped me survive, and allowed me to

clenched his hand, feeling the rough

who I am today…

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