The pair of pale eyes crossed the void.
It was as if the entire world sank under the throne.
A terrifying pressure swept over it.
Decay, darkness, evil… An indescribable aura coiled around his neck like a poisonous snake.
It made breathing difficult.
Richard held his breath involuntarily. His heart thumped, thumped, thumped. It was like it had jumped out of his throat.
"Ancient god…"
On the throne made of countless rotten corpses, a black shroud covered the white and swollen body and squirmed.
"Reptile…"
"Whose believer are you? You dare to associate with an ancient god!"
Blasphemy with a supremely evil aura resounded in the soul.
Richard's mind buzzed, and he even urged to kneel and offer his soul to the other party for salvation.
It was an instinctive reaction of life, and one could not even shift it at will.
A life form above level 30 already existed in another dimension.
