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."

***

lives that existed in the universe,

of their contemporaries and

didn't exist. Regardless of race, there

A 'special' one.

and it was something it

sole role being to eliminate or stunt the growth of these

billion years, the Protectors had been faithfully

many races and secretly took control of

they'd do their best to stunt their growth, and if

the Records. The Records, despite all their power, couldn't control

that everything ran smoothly, and if a particular race displayed an excessive amount of potential

was what happened to the demon race many

things were supposed to

BOOM―!

from the intricate runes that were in the shards of metal,

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

"H-how."

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.

was tight around the Protector's neck as it drooped over his hand and held

"How?"

reverberated through the

Crack!

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

it away, Jezebeth turned his head to meet the

the

out his title, and the Protector moved back. His face was pale, and he was

witnessed the complete and utter annihilation of five

who was supposed to stand within the pinnacle of the universe, watched as his compatriots were killed one by one by the one whom

…Their biggest mistake.

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

he couldn't even react on time, and with the injuries he had sustained, he could only watch as his

"Kugh."

scene seemed eerily similar to one that he had just

possible when all seven of you have personally shown

muttered the questions that had been lingering in his mind

couldn't understand. How was it possible for him to still be alive? Even so… back then, he

he did survive, he shouldn't have grown to

look

number of shards of metal materialized. They were surrounded by a

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

hand, feeling the rough texture

sole reason I'm 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

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