730 The Game Of Violence

The presence of Ohrox swept through the vault, and his extremely potent Abyssal Aura turned the air thick with a noxious fume that was straight from the deepest corner of hell.

In a brief moment that was caught by Rowan, he noticed the gaze of Boreas, it contained many complexities, but the foremost was the shock of being incorrect. Boreas had originally thought that if there was anyone who could reach this place so quietly, it would be Rowan.

However, Reality seemed to be playing him for the fool because a Demon was here before him, and not just any Demon, a supposedly fallen Demon Prince that was now a Demon King.

There was no way for this energy to be disguised, for the presence of a Demon King could not be faked.

Rowan saw this realization solidify in the eyes of Boreas and he smiled internally, no matter what happened, he wanted his presence to be undiscovered until the moment he wanted it to be revealed.