C1492 Postwar Ball

In a split second, Patriarch Myriad Demons, who was in the state of a Malevolence, was covered in five colors of combat. His face was filled with terror. Suddenly, he raised his head and shouted at the sky. His voice was filled with sadness and despair.

"No, this is impossible!"

As soon as his voice faded, his Divine Sense body suddenly exploded in midair