Hideout

Vale looked at the Demon Saint who had greeted him.

The Demon Saint was a tall and muscular man with dark skin and red eyes. He had a single horn on his forehead that curved slightly backwards.

His appearance was completely different from the previous Demon Saint who had visited him when he confiscated the cursed items they were spreading to the small villages and towns.

This Demon Saint also wore a black robe that covered most of his body, except for his arms and legs. He had several tattoos and scars on his skin, as well as some jewelry and accessories that he believed were Magic Artifacts...

This creature from another realm looked fierce and menacing, completely in contrast to how polite he was when speaking.

"Are you here to fight against us? Even if you're an Immortal, you can still be corrupted. How about we--"