Chapter 43: The final battle of the Williard Village (6)
The heavenly lineage had arrived.
They were descendants of the players that had risen above the heavens and formed islands as vast as continents in the skies, living far higher than most of the world.
It didn't mean they were the strongest and no one could match them.
However, their influence had stretched far and wide in the lower world.
Their appearance made the villagers feel like ants. They all forgot about their wounds and aching bodies and bowed before the gust of higher bloodline's wings reached them.
At the same time, Beelzebub opened his silver box and quickly gobbled down a pill. "You too."
He chucked the same pill into the white fox's mouth, which she had opened obediently after hearing his words. Then, both of them hid themselves in the debris of a broken house, their presence blending with the mana around them.
That was the main usage of Beelzebub's pill.
He had to hide from the heavenly lineage.
