Chapter 561 Greed


    Brontes stood resilient amidst the silence that followed the devil''s death. His colossal form exuded the aura of an absolute victor – someone that would likely never experience a loss in battle throughout their entire life.


    The storm that he had summoned still churned above, but its fury was subsiding, with the clouds parting to reveal patches of starlit sky above. The golden lightning that once roared with untamed energy now crackled softly, like a heartbeat slowing after a tiring run.


    Alex, leaning heavily on the shattered remains of the tree trunk, let out a shaky breath. His body was still weak, but immense relief washed over him as the oppressive darkness that suffocated the battlefield began to fade with no master left to tame its power.


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