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The Grand Knight of the Demonic race under the Demon King, a member of the esteemed Peng Clan whose prestige was spoken among countless universes, now lay crumpled on the cold floor of the underground cathedral. His once-imposing aura had all but vanished, leaving behind a shell of disfigured bones. Blood dripped onto the ground, pooling beneath him as he struggled to speak, his voice hoarse and broken.
"Are… you…Are… you" he stuttered, his words faltering as his jaw failed him, twisting grotesquely. His mouth, barely resembling its original form, made it nearly impossible to discern his words. The glow in his dark eyes flickered weakly. After living for thousands of years, an intense emotion could be seen in his eyes. It was not rage, not happiness from crushing his enemies, but fear—fear of Lucifer.
