In the spacious hall.
Adam observed his opponent.
Under his gaze, a towering Demoner stood before him, looking at him with a somewhat gruesome expression on his face.
Of course, to be fair, the other party didn't have much of an expression, but with the appearance of a Demoner, even if he didn't do anything, his face still appeared sinister.
Adam did not care about his opponent's expression, but simply stood there, carefully scrutinizing his opponent.
At first glance, the Demoner was tall and powerful, with an aura that clearly surpassed the previous magic objects.
Especially his pair of crimson eyes, which seemed to exude a mysterious power.
"Mortal, have you seen enough?"
The hoarse voice sounded at the scene.
Facing Adam's gaze, the Demoner's voice rang out as well.
"You can speak?"
Adam was taken aback, a little surprised.
This was not good news.
Being able to speak means a high level of intelligence.
Fighting him would probably be much harder than before.
