A young man, killed because of his sister's identity as a Psychic, was reborn into a parallel universe's version of himself and began a new life. The growth path of a true villain boss. In the past life, he was ordinary and powerless to resist, but in this life, he awaits the moment to turn the tables
Griffin was still dressed as a gentleman, in a meticulous black suit and holding a small walking stick in his hand.
The snake woman was entirely wrapped in a dark green cloak, leaning on a cane taller than her head.
Rogar wore a typical Indian turban, with a black snake as thick as a baby's arm crawling up his arm.
The Night King's face was still pale, his lips a dark red and black hue, dressed in a black suit like Griffin's, but the back of his clothing was slightly wing-like, directly forked and longer than a tailcoat.
Only Lin Fei, among these people, was dressed relatively normally.
The Black Demon Sword quietly hung at his waist, clad in a black shirt and jeans, his shoulder-length hair casually tied into a ponytail. Clean and neat. His right hand was always on the hilt of the Black Demon Sword.