The Master of Stench and Flies was currently enveloped in shock.
His heart was in turmoil.
The Ancient God was a being born alongside the Creator God, how immense was its power?!
The Demigod-level demon—the Duke of Blood, had no room for resistance under the power of the Ancient God.
Now, that hybrid was like a stray dog, imprisoned in his dungeon.
At his mercy!
At this moment, he couldn't comprehend, this scene even surpassed his understanding.
A strike that even a demigod couldn't fend off... how could it be easily held by a human female warrior?
She even held it casually in her hand, playing with it.
Moreover, her demeanor towards it was like picking flowers and weeds at leisure during an outing.
Carefree, as if it were nothing.
It was the power he prided himself on, regarded as the key to his future rise!
Amid fear and disbelief, the colossal outline in the void burst forth completely.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!"
