Chapitre 811: Chapter 811 Speck of Dust

In the heart of the nebula, where the darkness was most profound, stood the fortress of Lord Malgorth. It was a structure so vast and imposing that it seemed to consume the light around it, its spires and towers clawing at the void like the fingers of some ancient, malevolent deity. At its center, a grand citadel loomed, a throne room designed not just for governance but to intimidate, to remind all who entered of the absolute power that resided within.

Four figures approached this citadel, each commanding presence in their own right, marked by the aura of dread that trailed in their wake. They were the demon commanders, the highest-ranking lieutenants under Lord Malgorth, each bearing the scars and trophies of countless battles fought in the name of their dark lord.