The Man with Fourteen Pairs of Wings!

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Er Dongsheng kept his nerves taut as he watched El, who stood before him with his head lowered, saying nothing.

Like Allen, the person inside that body had now changed completely. Or perhaps it was another Devil from Hell.

Like Er Dongsheng, he was a wisp of will that had crossed over. He had relied on his descendant's bloodline, while Er Dongsheng had relied on his mysterious connection to the Ink Spirit Flame.

The two brothers had led miserable lives. From birth, they had been destined to serve as coordinates for a Cross-Realm Crossing or vessels for a foreign will.

One had been a genius since childhood, the other unbearably timid, yet their fates had been almost the same.

Er Dongsheng would spare Allen's life. Once his Demon True Form arrived, Allen's role would be complete. But what would become of El, whose body had been seized by force?

El slowly raised his head. His black eyes had turned scarlet and glowed faintly red.

He frowned and studied Allen—or rather, Er Dongsheng within him—with puzzled, narrowed eyes.

"This aura... It's so familiar!" El's quiet voice spread through the air.

"Tell me, which Dark Plane do you come from?" There seemed to be a trace of delight in his voice, mingled with irresistible authority.

"The Aby—"

Er Dongsheng instinctively opened his mouth, ready to obey and reveal his origins without hesitation. Yet no words came out. The key in his mind had appeared again, releasing faint ripples that stopped