Chapter 486: The Marquis of Discord (6)
[Beyond that Gate of Destruction, there are sixty-two demons stronger than me.]
The impact hitting the back of the head instantly turns his vision into a dizzying darkness.
Vikir could tell Andras's words were mocking, but not untrue.
"...! ...! ...! ...!"
Vikir could feel the malicious gazes from all sides of the portal now, cutting into his skin in real-time.
His skin burned as if it had been under a magnifying glass for a long time, the unpleasant sensation of countless worms burrowing deep into his insides, and the feeling of being watched by countless eyes.
He could feel the other 62 great evils watching him.
The gazes from beyond the wall of searing black flames were like thick spears, piercing into his body and soul.
If it were a normal person, just receiving one of these gazes would have been enough to make them vomit blood and die.
Tsutsutsutsutsutsutsu...
Vikir watched as gigantic shadows were cast beyond the dozens of portals Andras had created.