When Apollo uttered those three words, "Who are you?", the Fifth Demon God froze. For a moment, his expression was blank, but soon his eyes clouded with confusion.
Who was he?
He was the ruler of the Abyss, once the Archdemon, the strongest Demon God in the Abyss. Even the mightiest Primordial Demon Gods had to bow before him in absolute submission.
Now, he was the Fifth Demon God—trapped in a state where he could neither live nor die.
And yet, Apollo didn't recognize him?
Who else could he be?
The Fifth Demon God began to ponder the question.
It had been so long since he'd used his mind that even thinking caused him unbearable pain.
Lost and disoriented, the Fifth Demon God stumbled away from the scene, his steps aimless, his destination unknown.
Maxen stood there, utterly baffled.
"What just happened? We were talking just fine, and now he's… broken?"