Whiteness
Far away from the Lesser Grand Absolute Galaxy of Taurus, within a massive luxurious room, a dark pod suddenly opened, revealing a giant figure with a gloomy look on his handsome yet fierce face; it was none other than Flame Calamity.
"What the hell was that last move? Was it a forbidden magic of the Mortal Giant Race? No, it was maybe the legendary totem… but how could he make a totem while still in the unique rank? Could it be because he had dual magic core…"
The more he thought about Jacob's final attack that raised him into mincemeat, the more he felt cold chills on his spine and a lingering fear overcome his heart.
"Dictator… I wonder which galaxy he is from. I can't get his information even with my current dark noble rank as long as he's not within the same galaxy. But we are bound to encounter each other, and I have to win him over or at least stay out of his way!