Lear gazed at the crimson clouds forming in the void.
"Just you?"
His tone was indifferent.
"If you weren't hiding in the Abyss... do you think you are worthy of wielding authority now?"
Kalanis could forcibly seize the Authority of Tyranny when she was still mortal. Now, with her power increased to the Extraordinary level and 40% of the authority under her control, as long as the Tyrant Monarch doesn't show up, it's just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Aiming for the face, the Tyrant Monarch could feel the stinging pain.
He never imagined that he, an Abyssal Evil God who lived for millions of years... would one day be looked down upon by a human who accidentally touched authority.
And he couldn't refute it, because that was the truth!
Damn it, is the truth a sharp blade?!
He snorted coldly and stopped talking, beginning to frantically tear the twisted space of the Original Plane.
