บท 1491: A Unique Ending

"Blasphemy! How dare you utter our lord's name?!" A fierce voice rang and the soldiers split to the sides.

A seven foot, sculpture-level muscular man with two curved horns and a long tail placed the crimson axe over his shoulder and glared down at Varian.

"Then how should I address him?" Varian said with a helpless expression. "He who shall not be named?"

"…" The horned warrior tilted his head, considering his words seriously for a second before stomping in anger.

Crack!

The ground under him split like a cobweb and a small earthquake ensued, spreading as far as ten miles.

"Nonsense! It doesn't matter what you're here for since you're going to die anyway, but I, Draxson, I'll grant you to tell that before your last breath."

"You see," Varian glanced at the demons with a bright smile before focusing on the horned warrior. "I'm a hero."

Baang! Claang!

"Stop!" Draxson raised his axe.