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A Demon's Journey

Frascoia Continent… Various races like Celestials, Demons, Humans, Monsters, Elves, Dwarves, and so on occupied this continent. Humans and the other races lived on the mainland of the continent while the Celestials and Demons lived in Heaven and Purgatory, respectively. Within the Demons, a prodigy named Azaroth rose quickly, even by demons' standards, to the point of being dubbed a "Demon God. There was only one person above him within the demons: The Great Demon Venerable, the Demons' Supreme Godfather. Azaroth's extraordinary talent never had the chance to blossom to its full potential; a terrible calamity struck him down and he died soon after. But was this calamity just misfortune or was it hiding an opportunity for him? Near his deathbed, he prepared for his future ascent to achieve his lofty goal. Millions of years had passed after Demon God Azaroth's demise and now a young aristocrat called Edwin Rhodes came across a mysterious cave. ~~~~ Tags: Male Protagonist, Anti-Hero, Previous Life Talent, Reincarnation, Transmigration, Beautiful Female Lead, R18+, Schemes and Conspiracies, Sword Wielder, Friendship, Subordinates, Elves, Beasts, Beast Companions, etc.

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An Angel's Presence

While they were on their way, Azaroth didn't just talk to these women. He was also dealing with another matter.

This was actually related to the order he had given to Sargan. Azaroth had ordered Sargan to investigate Dylan Ross.

Sargan had personally gone to Dylan's town intending to plant informers who would report to him on Dylan's every move.

While Azaroth was flying towards the Black Lake Sect and the Night Mountain Sect's battlefield, Sargan had contacted him urgently with the Mystical Spiritual Connection Ring.

"Master, I have failed to plant any informers or spies within this guy's group." Azaroth received this message immediately.

On the surface, Azaroth's facial expression didn't change, but he was truly startled by this information.

He asked Sargan a moment later, "What is the issue? Did you find no person in that town who would watch Dylan and report you about his movements? That's impossible!"