Chapitre 652: God of the Realm

"So now what? You have made me your slave, but what of the Underworld? I am resigned to my fate, but the others are not to blame for my mistakes. I forced them all," Diablo said, and I stood from my chair, waving my hand and making the room blow away into particles of light.

The lights swept around, touching all the rubble. Each contact caused the rubble to burst into light like the room until all the matter in the layer floated in the air. It looked like a glowing blizzard, and as I held my hands aloft, the particles all began to come together to a single point.