Darnall stood tall, his entire being enveloped in a blood-red light. As he gazed at the unfolding scene, he praised, “Look! The rise of the daemonic god! Isn’t it beautiful?”

“Beautiful? It’s nothing but the onset of bloodshed and calamity for all living beings. I will end this!” Adrian declared.

A sword ray radiated from Adrian’s body, forming an enormous sword formation that enveloped everyone present. Countless blood shadows flickered around this sword formation, but despite their fierce attempts, they couldn’t harm Adrian in the slightest. Protected by his powerful aura, everyone felt slightly safer.

Tyron exclaimed, “Mr. Adrian, it hasn’t been long since we last met, and you’ve become so powerful. Truly impressive!”

Adrian laughed heartily. “It’s just a fortunate opportunity, nothing worth mentioning. But right now, we have a formidable enemy in front of us, so the best course of action is to eliminate him.”

“Indeed!” Everyone agreed.

Despite their resolve, the enemy before