Chapter 116 Sword in my Womb
Azazel appeared for the second time,
an entity that transcended human comprehension.
His form was no longer a mere shadowy silhouette,
but a terrifying figure that deafened the ears, enveloping the royal hall with an oppressive aura of darkness. He stepped upon a blood-red carpet—the tragic path once walked by Iris—moving toward the throne he had always desired.
Each step cracked the cold, majestic floor with a chilling sound,
as if summoning thunder that echoed deep within the soul, calling forth destruction. Seven eyes watched from his inhuman face,
glinting in the darkness like ominous stars lurking,
signaling a haunting power that threatened every heartbeat. The devil's tongue whispered سرور (pleasure)
in a piercing voice that penetrated the soul without opening its mouth:
"You didn't seal the gate, Iris.
Do you want me to come... or have you already given up?"