Kratos's expression was a little ugly when he landed. His lord looked from behind. It had lost a lot of face from the beginning. The dark soul eater could not bear it.
Its tiny eyes flashed with a dangerous light.
"Creak!'
It clenched its battle axe. It stared at the agitated dracon troop before the obelisk.
Its six-meter-tall body was undoubtedly a giant to ordinary people. Intensified strength filled its rock-like body. Its every move made people tremble.
'Roar!'
The dark soul eater released a deep growl.
In the next moment, a dark light surged out of its body.
Thirty-two figures condensed beside it. These figures were more ferocious than the dark soul eaters.
They were the Dark Servants.
Kratos transformed them from Tower Race's heroic spirit.
Each was as strong as a giant. They were more than eight meters tall. That made Kratos appear shorter.
Kratos raised the battle axe. Its eyes turned fierce.
