Narik's thinking...

Narik stared at Rina, his eyes showing a bit of greed.

In fact, he did not care about her beauty rather he wanted her ability to control Alec.

However…

Narik saw Alec looking at him with caution in his eyes. In those eyes, Narik felt a terrible threat.

'Tch!' Narik silently clicked his tongue: 'After all, I used to be a Saint-level existence. At that time countless kings had to kneel on the ground when they saw me, but now a dog is looking at me with disdain and caution. .'

'As expected... a tiger lost to the plains is not as good as a dog.'

Narik looked around, his eyes filled with contempt as he looked at everyone: 'According to this body's memories... this place is called Earth.'

'Huh! It's a place filled with weak people who only rely on iron to survive.'

'That's why when the apocalypse came, the humans in this world could not fight back, and they could only slowly perish like ants.'