Compared to Terror Ivan's strength, Dole feared Chaos Demon Venerable's strangeness and evil even more. That thing could destroy a person.
Dole focused all his strength on dealing with the mental contamination. The next moment, he sensed the power of spatial teleportation.
Both of them had escaped.
At that moment, within Dole's spatial barrier, the lightning died out. The evil power had been completely eradicated.
In the endless world of the Far North, northern winds howled, and ice and snow blanketed everything. Amid that frozen wasteland, violent gales spread across the entire world, making this dark world even darker.
Above a glacier, white light flashed, and a figure emerged from it. It was Chaos Demon Venerable. The instant he appeared, he did not pause in the slightest before flying in one direction.
In the night, his figure was both tiny and inconspicuous.
Less than a second after he left, a Wizard Tower appeared where he had emerged. The next moment, the Wizard Tower erupted with tremendous power and gave chase at extreme speed.
The Wizard Tower cut through the storm as though it were flying through ordinary space, suffering almost no obstruction.
Whoosh—it vanished without a trace.
As Chaos Demon Venerable flew, he looked around in panic. He felt catastrophe hanging over his head, as though a warning from deep within his heart told him to get away from here, to get away without fail—preferably straight out of the Far North.
He fled in desperation, the warning signs in his heart growing ever more urgent.
Damn it, who was that person? He actually possessed peak level-nine power. Damn it.
His mind still replayed it: that man called Dole had used a single bolt of lightning to utterly blast apart Terror Ivan's all-out attack.
This was simply bullying children.
There