Chapter 322

His body was covered in dense, tightly packed black scales.

Demon horns burst forth from his head, domineering and evil.

"Great Father, I beg you to grant me the power of a High Demon..."

"On the other side of the Long Mo Mountain Range, I have discovered a perfect female angel..."

"I will capture the angel and present her to you, the Great One..."

"Please grant me the power to capture the angel..."

He respectfully made his request to the statue.

Hoo—

It was as if a mysterious power descended.

In the statue's eyes,

a terrifying divine might bloomed.

"A female angel?"

"If I recall correctly, the opposite side of the Long Mo Mountain Range is a newly formed region, is it not?"

From within the statue, a cold voice emerged.

The voice was vast, carrying a sense of looking down from above and ruthlessness.

Wilcot's expression became even more respectful.

He lowered his head, feeling the terrifying divine might that made his whole body tremble involuntarily:

"Great Father, that is indeed a newly formed region."

"There are not only angels there, but also demon hunters."

The statue's head seemed to move slightly.

Looking down at Wilcot, it said coldly:

"This is somewhat interesting."

"Angels and demon hunters, are they?"

"Go find 'Stevenson'; he will help you."

Hoo—

The terrifying divine might vanished like a tide.

Wilcot stood up and slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Stevenson?"

He spoke gloomily, fear showing on his face.

This—

was his older brother.

He was also the existence among all the Father's offspring with the greatest hope of ascending to True Godhood.

But—

thinking of the terrifying scenes from his childhood, he could not help but shiver.

That—

was absolutely a nightmare.