Over 50 kilometers to the south of Rodu, space warped and twisted as a portly bloodstained figure stumbled out of a spatial rift with his hand over his chest.
A black longsword pierced through the shadows before puncturing Benson's heart, and the tip of the sword protruded out of his chest before it was slowly withdrawn.
Benson turned around with wide eyes, staring at the black shadow.
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Within the Holy Spatial Palace, the soul lamp at the very top exploded. The elderly demon looking after the palace looked up with shock and horror in his eyes before exclaiming, "Our patriarch is dead!"
The urgent sound of a horn rang out across the entire territory of the spatial demons. A series of powerful demons hurriedly emerged from their cave abodes before rushing toward the holy palace.
