A lie

The gigantic, vicious black monster before his eyes fit all the criteria of the Diabolic Demon that Duke Wayne knew but his sanity told him, it wasn't real.

The Gods had left a long time ago, the abyss had crumbled, even the sulfur river had dried up, turning into a low-lying plain.

Every fact that Duke Wayne could find stated that the age of Gods was over.

"An illusion? A remain? Or something else?"

Messy thoughts bloomed and rumbled around Duke Wayne's head but it didn't even slow down this elder who had multiple identities that were each famous on their own, at all.

He was fast as lightning as he slashed out a golden light from his hand, seemingly identical to the one the bishop wielded, but it was bigger and more materialized.

However, the golden light was mixed with spots of white, gray, and green, it made the grand and magnificent golden light sword looked a little weird but it didn't hurt its strength at all.

Ssssss!