Chapitre 739: Who?

The dust from Delgron's ashes was still floating in the air when Azrakthar's gaze turned to the place where the Fifth High Demon had once stood.

The despair he had tried so skillfully to hide now overflowed in his expression, a mixture of disbelief and fear.

"No... it can't be..." whispered Azrakthar, his hands shaking uncontrollably. He tried to free himself, but his legs were trapped by Cephal's feet. Thus, the roar of rage that had filled the place gave way to a tense silence, broken only by the soft sound of Delgron's ashes settling on the ground.

Kaizen, for his part, remained unperturbed. His gaze was still fixed on the area where Delgron had disappeared, as if searching for something beyond the visible.

Still holding Azrakthar, Cephal watched the whole scene with an arched eyebrow, slightly surprised that Kaizen had managed to literally twist Delgron's body into dust.

The echo of the level system's words reverberated in Kaizen's mind.