Chapter 902: Differences in New World identities, identity [New World · Ancient One] New World.
A mass of blood squirmed out of the Ruins, rapidly coalescing until it took the form of Blood Grand Duke Adlan.
But he was in bad shape. Very bad shape.
I finally made it out alive.
Gazing at the gray sky, the Blood Grand Duke thought to himself.
He glanced back at the black, inverted-triangle Ruins, sensed the aura deep within, then turned and left.
Before long, every creature in a nest of Gold Tier beings had been slaughtered, reduced to desiccated corpses.
Only after the Blood Grand Duke felt the aura within him gradually stabilize did he let out a long breath.
The Ruins are suppressing my master less and less. Before long, my master will break free. Unfortunately, I haven't found the Ruins' main control room during this time. Otherwise, I might have found a way to escape his control.
At that thought, the Blood Grand Duke's spirits sank.
He knew perfectly well that once the Crimson Overlord escaped, he would have even less chance of resisting.
Then a faint gleam flickered in his eyes.
He had not been idle during this time. He had actually found a glimmer of hope deep in his memories.
Back when the Fallen Abyss had first entered the Civilization Ladder and fought against them, an aura filled with curses and corruption had appeared. The aura of that Doll remained vivid in his memory even now.
"Back then, the Leader seemed to say that the owner of that aura was a Mythic Grade being..."
"Mythic Grade..." The Blood Grand Duke's eyes flickered.
"Does that mean they're on the same level as my master?"
"Come to think of it, the Lava Demon King seemed to mention later that they