"Get down here?"
The Dark elf repeated the word, trying to register it in his head.
Before he could do anything, his shadow rose from the ground, and grabbed his legs.
"This skill is powerful, but in presence of lower god realm, or anyone above; this will be completely useless."
He simply shook his legs, and the shadow let go, even going back to the ground.
'What the hell?'
{Target is a lot stronger than Host.}
The Dark elf smirked at Supreme, leaped into the air, and landed in front of him, while Supreme took a step back.
'What rank is this guy? Show me his profile.'
{100,000 points needed.}
'Is this really necessary?! But I need to know his rank... Do it.'
{Oh Host.}
{Name: Havoc.}
{Species: God.}
{Bloodlines: Worlds Destroyer - Second Abyssal Lord.}
{Level: N/A.}
{Rank: True God - Mid-stage.}
{Strength: 500,000,000}
{Defense: 500,000,000}
{Agility: 500,000,000}
