622 Perfect Human

While touching his cheek that got punched powerfully, Azzen's expression darkens as he can feel the demonic energy that he channeled to his cheek was disrupted by unknown energy. It was weirdly familiar but recognizing the energy is very hard for him.

Recognizing this weird energy feels like trying to remember something from the far past.

Similar to trying to remember what he did back when he was still a couple of years old being groomed in the demonic fire in the deepest part of the Demon Castle, he can't really grasp what this weird energy blocking his demonic energy.

But he's sure of one thing, 'Another ninth-rank realm entity...', Azzen thought with a frown.

"Blue Demon? I expected King Saruth to be here, but no matter, you're strong enough to fight with"