The Fifth Demon God couldn't believe it. The void fragment he had paid a hefty price for had just saved his life!
He had been so close to achieving his lifelong goal of dying, yet he had failed.
His face darkened.
"I only had one chance to be killed by the Progenitor of Ghosts. That chance is gone now, forever."
On the battlefield, the Progenitor of Ghosts and the void fiend were locked in a brutal battle, their attacks shaking the very foundations of the Demon Emperor's Hall.
Mike, however, was sipping coffee and chatting with Shadow Three and the Fifth Demon God, as if this wasn't a life-or-death situation.
"You called the Fifth Demon God 'Older Brother' earlier," Mike said, looking at Shadow Three. "Is he older than you?"
Shadow Three chuckled awkwardly, offering no explanation.
The Fifth Demon God, however, was intrigued.
He loved stirring up trouble.
