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."

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

that was far superior to that of their contemporaries and elevated

such individuals didn't exist. Regardless of race, there would always be a

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

Protectors had been

many races and

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

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

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

was what happened to the

so how things were supposed

BOOM―!

intricate runes that

the figure was revealed to be a bulky, golden-haired,

"H-how."

Protector looked off into the distance, where a figure with white 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

"How?"

reverberated through the space,

Crack!

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

turned his head to meet

of the Seat of

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

utter annihilation of five other Protectors, with him being

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?"

time, and with the injuries he had sustained,

"Kugh."

to one that

it possible when all seven of you have personally shown

had been lingering in

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

did survive, he shouldn't have grown to

a look at

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

survive? …It's because of this. This is

slowly clenched his hand, feeling the

of them, and if not for them, I wouldn't be who I am today… Everything

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