Marcus moved very quickly.
In no time, he had arrived at the nearest Demon Realm's Gate from Las Vegas.
Ignoring the flattery of the commander of the Demon Realm's Gate and the hordes of Demon Fiends endlessly gushing out, Marcus strode directly into the Demon Realm's Gate!
「...」
The sky in the Demon Realm was always gray-black! Horrifying crevices riddled the sky, making it seem as if it was about to shatter.
As an Ancient Demon spawn, Marcus naturally felt the deep gloom hidden beneath the Demon Realm.
The Demon Realm... it's on its last legs... Now, it can barely survive only by relying on the Origin Energy from other worlds...
Thinking of this, Marcus sighed softly, ignored the reverential stances and gazes of the surrounding Demon Army, and instantly initiated Instantaneous Movement, flying quickly in one direction.
In a short while, Marcus had arrived at his destination.
「...」
Under the gray-black sky, two figures were quietly waiting for Marcus's arrival.
