However.
This outrageous maneuver by Aster Grant put Titus King, who had just arrived nearby, in a tough spot.
At this moment.
He was crouched in the crevice of a giant rock, holding his breath, staring intently at the distant tide of the Demon Clan, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.
"Damn! Which idiot deliberately lured so many of the Demon Clan over, do they have a death wish?"
He cursed under his breath, squeezing his body further into the crevice, wishing he could embed himself into the stone.
Even though he had contracted a Lava Dragon-Lizard of Legendary Level talent, in the face of such a number of the Demon Clan...
Let alone Awakened Tier Nine, even at the Extraordinary Level, one might be torn to shreds!
"Damn it! My entire upgrade plan has been ruined by this fool!"
He cursed again, keeping his voice extremely low for fear of attracting the attention of the Demon Clan.
After entering the Sanctum, he noticed the anomaly—
