As the voice vanished completely, Garen only then felt that his surrounding had finally cleared up. The bloody bubbles had vanished and the sky had returned to its original, clear blue shade. It was as if the environmental change was nothing but an illusion.
"The high ranking Demon Lord is truly impressive. He was able to pull me into the Dream World in an instant." Garen looked at the black cube in his hand. It was obvious that the enemy had mistaken him for an Ancient Endor Inheritor with a strong background due to his rapid improvement.
"Unfortunately, I am just a normal Inheritor who has no existing background."
As he transmigrated so many worlds, he had the suspicion that the Ancient Endor's Demon Lords had all perished. Excluding the remnant soul, Black Sethe, that he had met earlier, he had yet to meet another Demon Lord Class being. On the other hand, he had met quite a few Void Creatures instead.
Sizzle... Clang!