Alexander gritted his teeth. He was in the process of taking the key. He actually didn't have the plan to open this realm so soon but with the way things were going right now, he had to change his plan. He had to recover his past strength faster.
He could feel it. The state of the Holy Lands, the demon army, and the Bringers of Calamity. War was going to erupt soon. It wasn't an ordinary war where only mortals were the participants. It would be a war between those gods.
He should have a minimum of seven shackles strength if he wanted to survive.
"Argh!!"
A streak of blood flows down from the corner of Alexander's mouth. He felt his strength leaving his body at high speed.
BOOM!!!
The ground shook heavily and a powerful energy fluctuations swept out like a raging tide.
"This...?" Alexander's eyes shrunk as he looked above. He saw dark clouds in the sky flashing black lightning.
