Kapitel 767: Realm of the Dead II

James's head whipped around at the familiar voice. He clenched his teeth so hard that he drew blood as he cursed the first shadow general, who watched their struggle with a satisfied expression.

"You bastard! So, this was the dark side's plan all along? That's why you and Ceano were so silent; that's why more than half of the dark side retreated from the war? How the hell did you two pull this off?"

Damien chuckled, feeling the weight of countless piercing eyes upon him, as if they longed to tear him apart. Yet, he didn't care. The dark side had already won. No one in this world could change that fact now.

The corners of his eyes crinkled as he surveyed the scene before him.

He could see fear, desperation, and panic etched on everyone's faces, and he felt a twisted sense of exhilaration.

The sight was one of the most beautiful he had ever witnessed, igniting a thrill within him that he couldn't quite suppress.