"Venom..."
Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana's eyes widened in shock, his expression darkened.
His heart bled internally.
Dark Harvester Venom was his most loyal and efficient subordinate.
Ever since he was banished from the Abyss to the Godslayer Continent, it had been Venom who had assisted him in leading the Soul Legion.
A warrior of Demigod Level strength — even in the Abyss, such a being was not to be trifled with or lost casually.
Ghana had believed that summoning Venom could turn the tide of the battle.
He hadn't expected it to result in Venom's death.
Ghana glared at Abas, wishing he could shred this Lord of the Styx, who had emerged from the Abyss, into a thousand pieces to quench the rage in his heart.
Yet, John stood nearby, watching him with a threatening gaze, preventing Ghana from acting on his impulses.
For Ghana, dispatching Abas, Lord of the Styx, would not be a challenging feat.
