Monts before the fight began, Snakey and her group encountered a rarely seen figure. To many new demons, he was more myth than reality, known only by his na at the top of the rankings.
He was the top ranker and the lord of the Blight Castle.
"Damn it! Don't tell he's after the higher demon too," the lower demons panicked. As a higher demon himself, it made sense that the lord of the Blight Castle would be searching for the other higher demon.
Noticing the trembling demons, the lord of the Blight Castle smiled. "Little ones, lead to the hound, and I promise you a generous reward."
"H-he's with Goliath in the ruins," Snakey stuttered, pointing behind her.
"Thank you," the lord of the Blight Castle said softly, his form flickering as he shot off toward the direction Snakey had indicated.
As he moved, a powerful gale swept through the forest, creating a crater over twenty ters deep. Within this crater lay the lifeless bodies of Snakey and her group.
When the lord of the Blight Castle arrived, what he saw was a withering Goliath. The ceiling of this once-majestic being had fallen on him, but compared to the pain he was going through because of shadow oblivion, it was several tis more painful because his life was being whisked away slowly before his eyes.
In his tornt, Goliath saw his sworn enemy approaching and cursed his luck. His injuries had deactivated the barrier, allowing the lord of the Blight Castle to enter with ease.
"You fool," the man said with clear disdain upon seeing Goliath's state. "You dared to oppose the leader of the Church of False Hope. I can't believe we're from the sa bloodline."
"C-church of False Hope?" Even in his pain-stricken state, Goliath could clearly rember the Church of False hope. They were an assassination organization that comprised ten seat holders, with each seat holder having subordinates below them.
They were well-respected across all five continents because of their daring achievents and past assassinations, which included kings and queens of powerful kingdoms. The total mbers of this organization didn't exceed a hundred, and there was virtually no way to quit. If you wanted to quit, you had to defeat all the other seat holders in a fight.
The ten seat holders, known as apostles, were rumored to possess the power to overthrow entire nations single-handedly, without the need for an army.
Even the proud, arrogant Elven race, who felt they were above every other race, couldn't deny this fact and shivered at the re ntion of that church's na as it brought back bad mories.
The leader's na and strength were shrouded in mystery, though he was rumored to be one of Eos's greatest powerhouses. His only known appearance was decades ago, when he eliminated the demon emperor, one of the most formidable beings, due to a feud.
Since then, he had not been heard from and was regarded as a myth.
Until today.
Goliath couldn't believe he had run into this fearso being; no wonder he was about to die just from one attack from him.
'Did I actually manage to land a hit on him? Was it intentional?' Goliath wondered. 'But how did he know about this?'
Goliath lifted his head to face the lord of the Blight Castle, who was also his brother. His eyes were filled with countless questions.
"Curious about the hound, are you?" the lord of the Blight Castle said. "I'm a mber of the Church of False Hope. Haven't you wondered why I always had the upper hand? Even though I'm not a seat holder, being a subordinate has greatly increased my strength. That's why I've remained undisputed all these years."
"Even I haven't seen the supre leader, but I've heard of his mask that can project any level he chooses. He must have deliberately lowered his level to avoid attention, and fools like you and those lower demons fell for it," the lord of the Blight Castle said, moving closer to Goliath.
"Now that you know my secret and have attempted to harm the supre leader, I have no choice but to eliminate you."
"Hmph, don't pretend to be innocent. Do you think I don't know you wouldn't leave alone in this state?" Goliath sneered, unafraid of death. Before the lord of the Blight Castle could consu him, Goliath activated a self-destruct skill, causing his body to shatter into fragnts that scattered everywhere.
Goliath preferred death over empowering his sworn enemy. Even in death, he would find no peace if that were to happen.
"Such a pity," the lord of the Blight Castle said, gazing at the loot with regret. He was certain that absorbing Goliath would have allowed him to surpass the bottleneck and reach Level 120.
"I wanted to greet the supre leader, but it seems I missed him as well." The man's eyes flashed with disappointnt. Yet, as he sulked, he noticed the door was still open—the sa one the legendary hound had used to escape after employing shadow oblivion.
'Could it be? Could it be?' He thought as he started to approach the door, his heart palpitating with a mixture of excitent and anticipation.
Then he stepped through the door, finding himself in a cramped room, his head nearly bumping into the ceiling.
"So this is where the Legendary Hounds dwell… the air here feels so different, so pure," the man said as he looked around.
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