After swallowing a No. 3 throat lozenge, Bai E sat quietly in the darkness to recuperate.
The howling wind above his head, the dark environment, was constantly trying to mire him in a quagmire.
However, having just gone through the most intense battle, the fervent emotions were still echoing in his chest, preventing the gloomy negative emotions from affecting Bai E in the slightest.
He was just contemplating to himself—
Is the ultimate enemy, a demon?
The remnants of the Blood God's words didn't reveal more about the source of his power or the types of demons.
Bai E could only speculate based on the information he already had.
In the depths of the nest, was it a Believer chosen by the demon, endowed with power? Or... the true form of the demon.
If the Blood God, not even the true chosen of the demon, possessed such power, how terrifying was the being that lurked deep within this nest?
