Villain Ch 1532. Seven Thrones
His eyes were glowing red now. His breath slow. Measured.
Then—
"Demonic Aura…"
[Attack and Defense increased by 250%]
[Enemies within 10 meters: Attack and Defense reduced by 50%]
[Countdown: 15:00]
Allen's body ignited with dark flame. Crimson veins of energy lit up his arms and chest, crawling like cracks through his skin. Horns coiled from his forehead, and jagged wings of abyssal mist flared wide from his back.
His aura erupted outward—visibly distorting the air.
Veydran's eyes widened. Its body shrank away slightly, instincts screaming.
Allen vanished.
"Void Mirage."
He left behind a glowing silhouette, which ran forward and mimicked a strike. Veydran lunged at it instinctively—boom—it exploded on contact, flaring with pressure and force, blowing the beast's head sideways.
From the left, Allen dropped from the air like a reaper descending on judgment day.
