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."

***

out of the trillions of lives that existed in the universe, a few of

of their contemporaries and elevated them above

exist. Regardless of

A 'special' one.

universe worked… and it was something it knew

were the antibodies of the universe, with their sole role being to eliminate or stunt the

13.7 billion years, the Protectors had been

many races and secretly took control of

such 'special one' appeared, they'd do their best to stunt their growth, and if nothing

like a brain couldn't control everything that was going on inside, the same was true for the Records. The Records, despite all their power, couldn't control what was within the universe. The races that lived within

displayed an excessive amount of potential or upset the equilibrium that they had created, they'd do everything in their power to

the demon race many

so how things were supposed

BOOM―!

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

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

"H-how."

his voice conveyed an obvious sense of

It was another Protector.

as it drooped over his hand and

"How?"

through

Crack!

and a golden orb quickly materialized in his grip as golden dust flew in

turned his head to meet the

the Seat

His face was pale, and he was

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

were killed one by one by

…Their biggest mistake.

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

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 grasped against his

"Kugh."

to one that he had just seen a few moments

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

questions that had been lingering in his mind

possible for him to still

survive, he shouldn't have grown to this

look at

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

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

slowly clenched his hand, feeling the rough texture of

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 is what truly made all of this

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