The sky turned dark that even moonlight could not be seen. Darkness spread all over the world. At the same time, things that were not seen before began to appear.
They were the dead. They were specters. Tens of millions, perhaps even more than that, began to surround me. It was the boundary between the living and the dead that only I could see.
There was a rumor before that the Dark Lord could see things that were not readily visible to others. I thought that was just a speculation, but, apparently, it was true.
I looked up. I could see the doors of the Celestial World and Devildom. They were both closed, and neither could be opened. The door of Devildom could only be opened after Camael was killed. Meanwhile, the door of the Celestial World had to disappear.
― I feel bitter.
The specters kept whispering to me. They voiced out their misery and anger. I could feel extremely negative mana. I was grateful that I had a strong mind. Otherwise, I would be taken over on the spot.
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