The days passed.
Mephistopheles had created a sensory barrier around the castle where Prince Absab and King Sition lived.
He, for his part, had decided to seclude himself in a spacious room equipped with every comfort.
Mephistopheles' goal was both simple and complicated.
He planned to use all the knowledge and experience he acquired each time he assimilated a drop of the Demon God's blood to imitate the process of bodily destruction and restoration.
Mephistopheles' ultimate goal was to reach the ninth Rank, and to do so he needed a body capable of withstanding the power that came with reaching that rank.
After seeing Emperor Richard, Mephistopheles had no doubt that power was the key to achieving his goals and that weakness or vulnerability would only lead to the opposite.
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Marrac Mountain.
It was nighttime, shockwaves reverberated in a valley of rocky mountains on the verge of collapse.
