134 The Voice in the Scroll

Preston. Dark clouds covered the Sun.

The Dark Sky brought a sense of foreboding.

In Preston City.

Paladins and soldiers in white armor attacked the abyssal monsters that seemed to never dissipate.

One black and one white moved irregularly on the ground.

Endless black fog spread and spiraled on the ground.

It was as if they had a life of their own.

It was also as if they were breathing.

And in the center of the battlefield,

The situation on Monn's side instantly attracted everyone's attention.

They heard the demon that was covered in pitch-black leather suddenly roar at Monn...

It was as if it was warning him.

But Monn did not seem to hear it. Instead, he sped up and approached the demon.

This stunned the demon who was still roaring.

His expression became ferocious as he gritted his teeth.

The wings on his back flapped rapidly.