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, a

was far superior to that of their

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

A 'special' one.

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

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

billion years, the Protectors had been faithfully

infiltrated many races and

their best to stunt their growth, and if nothing

same was true for the Records. The Records, despite

of the Protectors to make sure that everything ran smoothly, and if a particular race displayed an excessive amount of potential

was what happened to the demon race many

so how things were supposed

BOOM―!

metal trailing the area in which they flew. Judging from the intricate runes that were in the shards of metal, they seemed to belong to a piece of armor that had

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

"H-how."

Protector looked off into the distance, where a figure with white hair stood, his voice conveyed an obvious sense of distress.

It was another Protector.

it drooped over his hand and held it

"How?"

voice reverberated through

Crack!

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

away, Jezebeth turned his head to meet the

the Seat of

Protector moved back. His face was

then… he had witnessed the complete and utter annihilation of five other Protectors, with him being the last of

was supposed to stand within the pinnacle of the universe, watched as his compatriots were killed one by one by the one whom they had allowed to get

…Their biggest mistake.

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

knew it, Jezebeth had appeared before 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

"Kugh."

to one that he had

me to be alive? How is it possible when all

that had been lingering in his mind

to still be alive? Even so…

he did survive, he shouldn't have

a look at

of metal materialized. They were surrounded by a faint

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

his hand, feeling the rough texture

I am today… Everything started with this cube, but what came after is what truly

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