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."

***

trillions of lives that existed in the universe,

to that of their contemporaries and elevated them above

Regardless of race, there would always be a few who were born above

A 'special' one.

it was something it knew very well, hence the existence of the

sole role being to eliminate or stunt the growth of these

the Protectors had been

many races and secretly

one such 'special one' appeared, they'd do their best to stunt their growth, and

was true for the Records. The Records, despite all their power, couldn't control what was within the universe. The

race displayed an excessive amount of potential

was what happened to the demon

things were supposed

BOOM―!

in which they flew. Judging from the intricate runes that were in the shards

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

"H-how."

where a figure with white hair stood, his voice conveyed an obvious sense of distress. He watched as the

It was another Protector.

grip was tight around the Protector's neck as it drooped over

"How?"

through the space,

Crack!

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

his head to

of the Seat

face was pale, and

complete and utter annihilation of five

supposed to stand within the pinnacle of the universe, watched as his compatriots were killed

…Their biggest mistake.

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

him. He 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

"Kugh."

similar to one that he had just seen a few

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

muttered the questions that had been lingering in his

possible for him to still be alive? Even so… back then, he was

did survive, he shouldn't

a look at

of shards of metal materialized. They were surrounded by a faint eternal aura, and Jezebeth's

want to know how I managed to survive? …It's because of this. This is what helped me survive, and

clenched his hand, feeling the rough texture

still alive is because of them, and if not for them, I wouldn't be who I am today… Everything started with this cube, but what came after

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