Bab 473: The War Begins

"You've gotten quite cocky, haven't you?"

The voice echoing in the air made Abellion shiver.

The Demon King's body trembled slightly as he wondered what exactly was happening.

>SWOOOOOOOSSSSSHHHH<

Inescapable darkness began leaking from the corpse of the man he had just killed.

"U-uh?" Abellion was confounded, but before he could stand, he was completely enveloped in it.

Like a thick cloud of smoke, it completely shrouded the King who was seated on his throne.

And then—

"There you are, Abellion."

"Feeling alright?"

"Don't you think you went too far?"

"Come on, why were you so harsh?"

"Were you that pained?"

"Did it hurt?"

"Don't cry."

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Multiple voices swirled around him in the endless darkness he found himself in.

Abellion tried to move, but he felt like he was tied to his chair. No—rather, he felt like he was being held down... by hands!

"Where am I? Who are you? Show yourself!" Abellion demanded with a fierce growl.