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"Whoosh—!"
The fierce wind howled relentlessly, icy cold as it stung everyone's skin.
Led by Noah and Azazel, the members of the Gremory peerage spread their bat-like demonic wings and flew at top speed toward Tepes Royal City.
The buildings beneath them streamed backward like a revolving lantern.
A coup was clearly underway in the Royal City, a new Royal Capital had even been established, and King Tepes was still fleeing. Yet the residential areas outside the city were as peaceful as if nothing had happened, creating an unsettling feeling.
Under those circumstances, everyone continued flying forward at full speed.
Then, at a certain moment, an unusual pressure suddenly surged from ahead like an invisible tidal wave, enveloping Noah's group.
"—?!"
Everyone flying at high speed revealed shocked expressions.
"Stop!" Azazel shouted.
Immediately, Azazel and the Gremory peerage abruptly halted in midair as though they had slammed on the brakes.
Feeling the pressure permeating the entire space, Noah stopped as well, his expression turning grave for the first time.
Because that pressure was incredibly intense.
It was no less formidable than that of any of the three chief gods of Greek Mythology Noah had fought before: Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon.
Beneath the shroud of that pressure, Noah slowly raised his head and looked ahead.
There, on the only route leading to Tepes Royal City, a figure floated quietly in midair, as though he had been waiting for Noah's group to arrive.
It was a man.
A very unbelievable man.
He wore a black coat. His wind-tossed hair was black and gold, the two colors