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The Sea Emperor, the Wizard God, the Ancestor of the Witch Tree!
"Interesting. I hope that Sea Emperor gives me a pleasant surprise!"
Diabolo glanced at the enormous Mutant Tree, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
He wondered whether he should strike now and wipe out this equally dangerous opponent for good.
The air between them grew strange and unbearably tense.
The Ancestor of the Witch Tree remained on full alert, his huge eyes fixed on the uncanny man radiating danger before him.
Diabolo's red cloak billowed without wind. That ominous, twisted aura grew ever stronger.
The reflection of a clock sharpened in his eyes, and an eerie ticking sounded around him.
Countless bolts of Crimson Thunder burst forth and slowly gathered in his palm.
The green glow around the Ancestor of the Witch Tree intensified, wrapping him in protection against Diabolo's lightning strike.
He had always known this battle might be unavoidable. His very existence was an eyesore to the formidable Demon God who held all power and ruled the Northern Frontier.
Is he really going to fight me right now?
He had assumed any conflict would come only after they dealt with the Sea Folk. But now...
Crack!
The mutated red sprig Diabolo had been holding shattered in the lightning. Even it could not withstand that overwhelming power of mutation.
Its destruction rang out like a signal.
In an instant, Diabolo's aura erupted. Ten Thousand Daos of lightning shot from the ground into the sky, plunging the world into darkness.
Endless blood-red light spread in every direction.
"Not good!"
The Ancestor of the Witch Tree's expression changed. Without a second thought, he threw up layer upon layer of enormous