Chapter 1764: The Demon King’s true power
Chapter 1764: The Demon King’s true power
“First of all, to finish your question…”
Tiamat’s voice resonated with a weight that seemed to ripple through the chamber, commanding silence. Her eyes sharpened, as if peering back across the eons.
“The Great War was a clash with an invading force composed of the most extreme powerhouses of the Depravita Race. The war extended across all nine layers of the Crimson World and brought countless deaths in its wake. It was only through a unification of every faction, sect, and organization within our universe that we were able to fight back. Yet, even then—even when all the power of the Crimson World was combined—we could only slow down an inevitable defeat.”
Cain, Meylin, and Bahamut could not help but narrow their eyes, especially the Neo-Demon. If the Depravita Race had once threatened an entire super universe like the Crimson World, then Cain had yet to glimpse even the faintest shadow of their true power.
Cain dared not interrupt, and the trio remained silent as Tiamat’s words painted a picture of devastation. She paused, her gaze distant, lost in painful memories. For a fleeting moment, the weight of the past seemed to press her shoulders down. But then, a small, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips.
“But then… when all seemed lost… he appeared.”
Cain’s heart jumped, and as if the thought had been drawn from Tiamat’s mind itself, he whispered the name in unison with her unspoken thought.
“Adam.”
Tiamat nodded, her eyes shimmering with awe and lingering admiration.
“Yes. Adam—a Dreamwalker, a warrior from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe who marched into the Crimson World. His wits, schemes, and power were beyond anything any of us had ever seen. He didn’t merely push back the legions of Depravitas; he showed us how to fight their corruptive powers—how to strike at their very foundations.”
For a moment, a soft, nostalgic light lingered in her gaze. But then, her expression sobered, and her voice darkened.