"Haha, Mo Wen… I didn't think even you would be present."
The speaker looked no different from an ordinary human, yet the oppressive aura around him betrayed his origin.
He was Wan Shou, the appointed leader of the Heavenly Demons for this operation.
Mo Wen, representative of the Mo Race snorted coldly in response.
Two jet-black horns, shaped like jagged lightning and curving forward from his forehead, gleamed faintly.
He offered Wan Shou neither words nor courtesy.
Wan Shou's smile stiffened for a fraction of a second.
"You got ignored again!" a mocking voice muttered.
The speaker was Sha Qi, an Energy Devil.
He stood barely five feet tall, his humanoid body traced with geometric lines that pulsed faintly like flowing circuits of power.
Aside from a loose robe hanging casually over his frame, he wore nothing else, yet the density of energy around him distorted the air.
Wan Shou turned his gaze slowly toward Sha Qi.
His gaze cold and predatory.
