Inside the Barbenheim Institution, Lord Barbenheim’s brows were deeply furrowed.

“Something isn’t right. Issue orders to tighten security immediately! Dispatch scouts at once! I need to know about Dustin’s movements!” he commanded coldly.

Just as his orders were being carried out…

Boom!

A sudden and thunderous explosion shook the entire institution.

The gates of the Barbenheim Institution were obliterated and reduced to splinters in an instant.

A lone figure appeared at the shattered gates with an aura of murderous intent like a demon emerging from the abyss.

Lord Barbenheim’s eyes narrowed as he gazed at the man.

He looked no older than twenty and his features were sharp and resolute. He had a piercing gaze more intense than anything Lord Barbenheim had ever seen.

It was a presence unmatched, unstoppable, and utterly terrifying.

Behind him, another figure strode forward with a coffin casually placed over his shoulder. The ground beneath his feet cracked and