"What, are you threatening me now?!" Ethan narrowed his eyes, his voice sharp.
"No, no, no, not at all," the Inferno Arch Devil Azareth said with a lazy wave of his hand, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Just a friendly piece of advice, that's all. Honestly, from our perspective, the only ones even worth targeting are those three idiots from the Light Alliance. As for you? A newly risen lord?" He chuckled darkly. "We've seen your kind come and go more times than I can count. Not many of them are still breathing."
He let out a mock sigh. "Such a shame, really."
BOOM!
But just then—something changed.
A heavy thud echoed through the air.
A corpse came hurtling out of nowhere, slamming into the ground and kicking up a thick cloud of dust.
Looking closer—it was the body of a 13th-Tier Legendary Unit. An Inferno Devil.
