A Universe Behemoth that was more than ten times the size of a grown man loomed over Modret and Axel.
Compared to it, they were vastly smaller. In fact, the two could barely be compared, and the pressure radiating from it was something Modret had only felt during the time he released the sword art attack in his fight against Troy.
"A Universe-level Celestial!" Modret whispered in dread. He couldn't begin to imagine the insane regeneration speed the Behemoth must possess.
His gaze briefly lingered on the twirling portal not too far away.
"If this is all we need to overcome to leave this place, then… we just have to kill it!"
His gaze sharpened.
Around him, black fire and purple lightning crackled to life, wrapping themselves around his skin.
His body changed drastically. From his normal human stature, black jagged scales appeared on his skin. Wings sprouted from his back—an intertwining mass of purple and black.
