Section 1078: Lord of the Flameless

Under the dark canopy of the sky, patterns of flame floated about as if the volcano behind them was about to erupt, with an oppressive force bearing down.

Angel stood on the rooftop, gazing at the flame patterns wavering under the night sky, his thoughts unsettled.

In a short amount of time, many things had happened, which left Angel somewhat confused.

Looking at the sky, it seemed like the night was a harbinger of the step he was about to take, yet curiously, at this very moment, Lassudral was under martial law, and the descendant of the Demon God, Aoluxiya, had appeared here.

It was as if all things were converging together, and this Demon City suspended in the Void was both a stage and a potential battlefield, shrouded in layers of impenetrable Mist.

As Angel pondered, several sounds came from a distance.

Those were the faint rustling noises of stepping on dry leaves and twigs, which were particularly grating in the quiet of the night.