Stronger And Better Versions Of Themselves

A frown appeared on Aaron's face as he tried to expand his senses, intending to detect from which direction his feeling of anxiety was coming from.

'To the South,' Aaron thought after sensing where the hidden danger was coming from. 

Somewhere in the Rigel Continent…

The Death Lord, Erasmus, slowly opened his eyes.

The power of death surged around his body.

He had just broken through the next realm and was only one step away from becoming a Rank 9 Sovereign.

The glowing embers on his eye sockets danced with delight as he gazed at the North, where the traitor who backstabbed him was currently at.

After organizing his thoughts, he lightly tapped the communicator on his right wrist and contacted the person he trusted the most in the world.

When the call went through, Zion's image appeared on the Communicator, which made Erasmus smile.

"Are you finished with your preparations?" Erasmus asked.