I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

It was a possibility he had never even considered. This was clearly the command ship, defined by the exceptionally massive fused demonic beast and the demonic fleet blocking the way ahead.

Even if they believed Ian was a purifier, there was no real reason to employ such an elaborate deception for only three ships.

Did it take advantage of that assumption, planning to ambush us when we least expected it?

It felt more like something a mercenary or bandit would devise.

Then suddenly, Ian looked up toward the ceiling. For a brief instant, the pulse of chaos above him sharpened vividly, and the symbols across the walls and ceiling rippled soon after.

Tap, tap, tap!

Glancing toward the staircase winding upward along the wall, Ian tightened his grip on the divine sword and broke into a run.

However, what greeted him in the windowless chamber above was a small altar standing at the center of surfaces entirely covered in symbols.

Swoosh—