In the Star Realm.
At the moment Stuart began reincarnating.
The power of the Filthy Moon soared to its peak, enveloping several world groups around it.
In an instant.
The filthy power obscured the eyes of the World Will.
And right then, a piece of information quietly reincarnated.
The exhausted Chloe finally reached his limit.
He looked at Abigail and softly said:
"Sorry, for staying with me for so long."
"It's okay, brother."
"Next time... you must find me. By then, although I will be very cautious and worry about your bad intentions, we will soon draw close again."
His eyes grew heavier.
In a daze.
He heard the roar of the Demon Hall.
Unable to bear the losses any longer, the Demon Hall began to retaliate at all costs.
And the first target was the Blood Race, unprotected by any strong figures.
"Let the Blood Race sink into eternal damnation."
But.
A twisted phantom, dragging a weak body, blocked him.
"Filthy Moon Demon King, are you going to stop me again?"
