Chapter 363. If It Was Now (1)
Whoosh.
A low hum filled the air as Caron's mana began to surge, pressing down on the Demon King of Havoc like a heavy tide.
The condition of the so-called Demon King was pitiful. His entire body bled as if he had been torn apart by wild beasts, and one arm and one leg were missing.
"Whoever worked on you must've had an eye for art," Caron said coolly. "Though their sense of symmetry could use some work."
His tone dripped with malice.
This wretched creature—Cardan Karien, the Demon King of Havoc—was the origin of all his tragedies. The previous life of Cain Latorre was nothing more than a construct born of this man's hands.
There were countless questions Caron wanted to ask. But looking at the condition of the Demon King of Havoc, it didn't seem he had much time left. He remarked, "Your heart is shattered."
Cardan gave a bitter laugh and said, "He's already become the Demon King of Void. There was no way I could win."
"There's no way you lost without even putting up a fight, right?" Caron asked.
At Caron's sharp tone, Cardan smiled faintly and nodded. He answered, "Half a day. That's how long it'll take him to recover his strength."
"How uncharacteristically diligent of you," Caron said, drawing Guillotine.
Shring.