An eerie growl echoed across the fragmented planet.
One of the Ancient Devils' opponents unleashed a barrage of attacks.
Its serpent head opened wide, releasing a dense cloud of poisonous mist.
Its lizard-like claws struck from both sides, preventing its enemy from dodging.
At the same time, its lower limbs, which resembled a bird's talons, attacked as well, while the fiery wings on its back supported its weight.
Like everything else within this secret realm, the creature's form was chaotic, as though it were an amalgamation of several different creatures.
Under normal circumstances, such a creature should have been weak, with a diluted bloodline that limited its own potential. Yet that was not the case.
Every single one of its attacks had reached the Ancient Devil level, posing a threat even to Antiquity Devils.
Had this battle taken place outside the Land of Origin, its opponent might have been able to withstand it. At the very least, he could have escaped.
