Chapter 638: Facing The Abyssal Ghosts…

Kent soared high in the skies, the wind rushing past him as his golden throne carried him forward. 

The sky stretched endlessly, the blazing sun beating down without mercy. His thoughts were a storm of plans and strategies, focused on his journey to the desolate desert. 

But then, a bone-chilling laugh echoed through the air. 

Kent's eyes narrowed as three shadowy figures materialized ahead of him. Cloaked in swirling black mist, their forms twisted and flickered like dying flames. These were no ordinary foes—they were abyssal ghosts, creatures of pure malice, conjured from the depths of the netherworld. 

"Ah, so this is the infamous Kent," one of the ghosts sneered, its voice dripping with disdain. "The man who dares defy the Demon Emperor."