The Dark Lord was an unseemly man who did not mirror his overwhelming presence and status.

Despite being covered in a cape from head to toe, the Dark Lord’s skinny physique was easily noticeable. He seemed too ordinary to be the Dark Lord responsible for the utter destruction of the west and the loss of countless lives.

He looked like a journeyman commonly seen while riding on the plains.

But despite this, the Dark Lord seemed neither small nor normal.

Neither his cape nor his scrawny figure could lessen the majesty of the Dark Lord, and he was unable to conceal his presence.

He was an absolute ruler dominating ten thousand demons - it was clearly he who dominated the area.

In such a situation, the only creature refusing to submit to the Dark Lord was a beast enveloped in golden light like a suit of holy armor.

The draconian glared at the Dark Lord.

Growl.

At this irreverent behavior, the demonic creatures growled and looked ready to charge in at once. However, they did not dare act without permission from their master, and so they only glared at their foe fiercely.

Swish.

The face of the Dark Lord, covered in the darkness of his hood, turned to the...