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."

***

not have been surprising that, out of the trillions of lives that existed in the universe, a few of those

superior to that of their contemporaries and elevated them

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

A 'special' one.

how the universe worked… and it was something

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

years, the Protectors had been faithfully

and secretly took

do their best to

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 and

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

was what happened to the demon race many years

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 to belong

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

"H-how."

hair stood, his voice conveyed an obvious sense of distress. He watched as the white haired figure—Jezebeth—held

It was another Protector.

neck as it drooped over his hand and held it

"How?"

voice reverberated through

Crack!

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

his head to meet the

of the Seat

Protector moved back. His face was pale, and he was still in shock at

the complete and utter annihilation of five other

of the universe, watched as his compatriots were killed one by

…Their biggest mistake.

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

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

"Kugh."

that he had just seen

alive? How is it possible when

that had been lingering in his mind ever

understand. How was it possible for him to still be

did survive, he shouldn't

look

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

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

his hand, feeling the rough texture of

because of them, and if not for them, I wouldn't be who I am

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