Regressor, Possessor, Reincarnator

The seventh floor, the lowest floor of the megaruins.

There existed no place more desolate than the great hall.

Gloomy light illuminated the cold, gray walls, along with the cracks littered across the architecture, and even the remains of defeated golems.

A golem the size of a hill rolled to the floor with all three of its cores destroyed.

Allen calmly assessed the situation.

He had expected something related to the demons to appear. He just hadn’t expected it to be so significant.

Yeah, that was all there was to it.

Then, why did he feel so flustered?

‘Start first with what's in front of you.’