Chapter 369. At the End of the World (1)
The eye hovering above the ancient monolith turned toward Caron.
In that vast, empty wasteland, only the violet eye floated—sinister and alive. Around it, the power of Void churned endlessly, a storm without center or mercy. The power of Void sleeping within Caron's body began to stir in response, drawn irresistibly toward the swirling core.
Whoosh.
Mana surged from Guillotine, wrapping around Caron's core. A wave of dizziness threatened to pull him under, but he steadied himself and took a deliberate step forward.
Fwaaaash!
The violet light that flowed out from the eye took the shape of a figure. Amid the faint glow, a pair of vivid azure eyes shone clearly.
There was no doubt about it. It was Caron himself.
"So, how does it feel, standing on the edge of your vengeance?" the Demon King of Void began, his tone flat and devoid of feeling. "Drive your sword through my throat and complete your revenge."
Thud.
The Demon King of Void stepped closer. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, yet each footstep made his face shift.
The face of Rael Leston...
The face of Cain Latorre...