As the Tyrannical Demon Lord, who possessed absolute strength and confidence, Anos had considerable faith in his own power. Yet he had never expected that, after two thousand years, there would be someone in this world whom even he had to take seriously—an existence he could not ignore.
"Since you've already prepared the stage so carefully, I can't be discourteous either."
With that, Anos unleashed countless Hellfire Annihilation Cannons, bombarding Luo Mio like a meteor shower.
Luo Mio thrust out a hand and clenched it sharply.
The countless Hellfire Annihilation Cannons rushing toward him were instantly subjected to intense spatial compression, crushed into countless tiny black fireballs.
Luo Mio looked at Anos.
"What do you think? Warm-up's over, right? We can start the real fight now, can't we?"
Hearing Luo Mio's words, Anos laughed.
"Indeed. The warm-up is over. It's time for the main event."
As he spoke, a faint aura of destruction began to emerge around Anos.
It was the power of "destruction" suppressed deep within Anos's source—a force whose mere aftershocks could destroy worlds!
Seeing the aura around Anos brimming with the power of "destruction," Luo Mio's lips curled upward slightly.
If Anos could perfectly control the world-destroying power of destruction within him and elevate it into the concept itself, then his strength would absolutely not be inferior to Mie Mie Mio or Chong Mio.
And clearly, Anos's single eye had evolved from the power of "destruction" within his source.
Looking at Anos, Luo Mio could not help but feel deeply puzzled.
Just how outrageous must the human hero who had fought Anos two thousand years ago have been?
But on second thought, Luo Mio understood that Anos had likely been suppressing his power even back then, splitting his attention between that and fighting his enemies.
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