709 A Dragon’s Wrath [Part 2]

The silver-haired Devil, whose name was Zelken Leth Ailphostes, sneered at the Half-Elf as his strongest attack was about to collide with the red-headed teenager's body.

He had hated Lux since the first time the latter got on his way and had long been dreaming to kill him with his own hands.

Although things would be a bit complicated once he exited the Dungeon, he was certain that he would be able to keep Aur's body as long as he timed his escape properly.

However, before that could happen, he had to eliminate all the bastards who were getting in his way, and he would start with the one he hated the most first.

But, just as his attack was about to obliterate the Half-Elf, a ferocious Dragon Roar spread in the surroundings.

The Dark Energy Ball suddenly dispersed, shocking Zelken, who was already celebrating Lux's demise.

"How dare you?!"

A growl filled with intense rage reverberated in the surroundings, making the silver-haired Devil subconsciously shudder.