God!
A god descended to the mortal world!
As Albrecht gazed at the figure that appeared and vanished atop the high platform, he felt the hair on his skin stand on end, and even the demonic tail behind him exploded in a frenzy in an instant.
As a legend who had lived for over two thousand years, Albrecht had encountered many myths throughout the long years.
Although the figure on the platform did not exude an overwhelmingly powerful aura, nor radiate the supreme divine might like the myths he remembered, the moment he set eyes on the figure, his entire soul and body couldn't help trembling.
He could sense that kind of suppression originating from his bloodline.
When his eyes met through the swirling mists, all the magic power within him slowed and stiffened instantly.
It was the natural intimidation of a higher life form over a lower one…
And for Albrecht, a legendary demon of the Bloodline standing at the pinnacle of transcendence, the only being higher than him was God!
