Chapitre 206: Closing the Altar

Near the portal, Lord Serai stood silently, listening to the roar of his soldiers' conversations. His eyes didn't move, though a thin smirk appeared on his lips. They were right, he thought quietly.

Guardian Aurelius was a force to be reckoned with. Old memories flashed through his mind—back when he was just a lowly commander, watching from afar as a beautiful man with silver hair obliterated the Player realms without breaking a sweat. He remembered clearly how hundreds of ships equipped with advanced Player technology were destroyed with a mere wave of Aurelius' hand. The void trembled, and everything became useless wreckage.

A small smile crept across his lips as his gaze shifted to the massive orb hanging in the distance. "You're no stronger than those Players," he muttered with a voice full of hatred.

"I'll make you suffer before you die."