No one could know what happened inside the space that Liora had glimpsed during her descent to this world.
The only thing that everyone on the battlefield could see was that the space above the Demon God shattered, and a sword fell right into his right hand.
The Demon God showed a nostalgic look. His fingers brushed against the sword's surface, showing intimacy as well as hesitation.
But soon, that hesitation was wiped out.
His expression grew cold.
He stared at Mayven and then the rest of the Demon Sovereigns, with boundless murderous intent emanating off his body.
"You forced me to do this! Why? Why do you have to force me?!", he muttered a few words that few people could understand before he waved his Demon Weapon and slashed at them.
Though the Demon God's aura had remained the same, everyone, including Mayven, felt a huge sense of threat.
They had a hunch that if they were to face his attack, they would surely die!
