Villain Ch 1527. Greedy Much?
"We're stronger now," Allen said simply. "And the more shards we collect, the better."
Larissa tilted her head, licking blood from her claw. "How many more do we need?"
Allen smirked. "We don't. But we're taking them anyway."
Jane raised a brow. "Greedy much?"
"Prepared," he corrected. "The Devil Emperor doesn't do 'just enough.' If we're gonna raise a dragon from the abyss, it might as well be the scariest thing in the game."
Vivian laughed, curling her whip with a smirk. "That's my man."
Allen didn't answer.
He was staring into the dark corridor that stretched beyond the smoking remains of the Terror Drakes, the tip of his black sword tapping softly against the stone floor, like it was impatient. The red glow of the magma pools flickered against his face, casting deep shadows across his sharp features. His cloak fluttered behind him from the residual wind magic in the air, and his expression?
Cold.
Too cold.
The others noticed it too.
