Chapter 272
Rain poured down as if a hole had been torn in the sky.
A demon stood atop the corpse of a Giant Soldier. This was Malleus, the last of Solomon’s Demons, number seventy-two.
“Finally, my chance,” he said, unable to suppress the grin creeping across his face. “I finally did it!”
Defeating the Giant Soldier was considered one of the easiest trials in the Deep Realm. Among Solomon’s Demons, Malleus was the weakest, so he only focused on clearing the simplest trials. After a hundred and fifty days of effort, he finally achieved what he desired.
A single sheet of parchment lay in his hand. At first glance, it looked like an old piece of vellum. Yet, despite the relentless downpour, not a single drop of water soaked into the paper. This parchment was none other than the relic-grade artifact, the Book of Transfer, an absurdly powerful relic capable of teleporting the user anywhere across dimensions.
“Kekeke.” A sinister chuckle echoed through the trial grounds. Malleus did not doubt that his grand plan would soon come to fruition.
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Lately, Do-Jun had noticed a black cat wandering around the neighborhood. At a glance, it looked like any ordinary stray, but the energy it exuded was something else entirely. It was unmistakably similar to the demonic energy of Solomon’s Demons that occasionally surfaced from the Deep Realm, but because it was very faint, no one else seemed to notice.
The cat moved cautiously, constantly on high alert. Yet, whenever it passed by the supermarket, it would stare longingly at the snacks displayed inside, gulping audibly. If a child happened to drop a few crumbs while playing, the cat would pounce and snatch them up in an instant. When it rubbed against passing pedestrians, it often managed to charm them into giving it food, and it would display an expression of pure bliss each time.
It doesn’t look like he has any malice, Do-Jun observed.
Unlike other demons, there wasn’t even a hint of killing intent. For now, he decided to leave it alone and turned away.
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