One can only say that the infernal wind of Hell is genuine; pick any Devil at random and they have, beneath the surface, a hundred sly intentions.
Even the Blood Tyrant, known for his brute strength, has a Familiar, Marius, who, just like him, appears brainless but is actually full of cunning tricks.
"Hahahaha————"
Marius couldn't help but burst into loud laughter as he sealed the Death Knight, completing his master's task.
Crack!
Marius's laughter came to an abrupt halt as he realized that the Hexahedron in his hand had cracked open, with strands of Deathly essence seeping out. His scalp tingled with unease, and he quickly threw the Hexahedron away.
The Hexahedron hit the ground and exploded, the howling Deathly essence ferociously bursting forth, grey tentacles wildly writhing, twisting the space along with them.
In the center of the grey mist, Marius's vision flickered, as if he saw a colossal demonic eye.
