To say that the so called Ancient lord was stunned was a massive understatement . But for the sake of his pride and the pride of his clan he couldn't retreat .
Strands of Canaan's pitch-black hair brushed against his celestial face .
The dark gleam in his eyes and the occasional glow of his negative energy only made him look and feel even more frightengly fiendish than he already did .
The dark presence he inherited from the Abyssal void itself was something no devil god in the entire Abyss could stand . Wherever he went, dark clouds rumbled and devilsh beast bowed their heads in fear . Their souls were trembling so much before their masters awesome power .
I hadn't wanted to become the monster fate had predestined ne to be, but you fools wouldn't even let me pass my days peacefuly in my mortality.
Now that I have become a true evil worthy of the Void, why should I not drown you all within the darkness?
