Chapter 87:A way to victory

Magnus's pov

I had to remember a way to get him.

Something that made Saltos vulnerable. There was no way he was the invincible being he made everyone believe he was.

But what?

The smell of the air and the way the population sank into your system and corrupted every single aspect of you almost defeated me at first, and then I saw his face.

The feeling in the air did not need an explanation, even for the most inexperienced people. Evil, pure, undiluted evil, had risen from the depths of hell. The evil that had come for everything that I had held dear.

Daruis's formerly dead body floated in the air with a ghastly-looking smile on its face.

“Rise to your feet!!!" He roared, and a strange force carried me up in the air. I tried fighting it but felt like a three-year-old wrestling an adult.

“You stand before the one who came and conquered; you stand before the demon lord of old Azareal; you stand before the one reason I haven't killed you already." He turned around to the opening mass on t