'I mean, I suppose my Time Barrier was too lax. Maybe if I had poured more Mana into it, then it could have probably stopped it completely…' The white-haired man thought to himself.
Abellion was stunned beyond speech. He had been certain that his attack would kill his opponent, and yet… YET!
"Oh, well. It's been a while since I even received an injury. I'll have to change my assessment of you. Turns out you're not that disappointing."
Other chuckles, other than Neron's, could be heard from all around.
'This…?!' The Demon King finally noticed when he looked around him.
Every single member of the Demon Army was dead.
The victorious army had now surrounded the Demon King in a very wide circle—all observing the showdown going on between him and Neron.
From all they had seen, it was enough for a few to laugh.
'They're laughing… at ME?! Those inferior drivels?!' His eyes twitched as they widened in rage—bloodshot with fury and sheer determination.
