More and more people had gathered in the front of the Grand Reaper, but in the eyes of the Divine Specter, these human adventurers were just like a swamp of harmless bees. They were way less threatening than the three Demigod Champions it had encountered before, to the point that the Reaper did not have the slightest desire to duel them personally.
'Advanced Warriors… It was ages ago when such low-rank human was seen in the Underworld.' The Grand Reaper lamented. The skulls surrounded it vibrated slightly in resonance to its swinging mood.
The Grand Reaper would not even have surfaced and waited here for days if not because of the fact that it had sensed a familiar scent and the sudden appearance of a mysterious Warp Portal at about five hundred meters away.
To the Divine Specter's surprise, these wimps were able to withstand the assault from high-tier Specters lashed by the Spectral Shamans for five continuous days.
