Aresgena

The bluish-gray mist finally dissipated completely, and as it did, a slender figure appeared before Aresgena...

Despite his blood-soaked face, Luo Feng laughed, "Heh, Bloodblade Prefect, your strength is indeed formidable, injuring me to this extent." However, his smile looked utterly ferocious. He then calmly withdrew his hand, and as it retracted into his sleeve, he couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was clear that Luo Feng's Azure Cloud Gloves were shattered beyond recognition.

This was a gift from the three Harry brothers. It wasn't just a Highgod Artifact; it also represented the friendship between them. However, Luo Feng wasn't upset. After all, they had fought to such an extent, so he couldn't blame them.

At this moment, the commander of the North Prison Prefecture Guards, along with his steward and Aresgena's four Seven Star Fiend- level subordinates, witnessed the battle between Luo Feng and Aresgena. This battle stirred their hearts with immense excitement. Originally, their Seven Star Fiend- level strength made them powerful figures in the Infernal Realm, and they inevitably became arrogant. However, seeing the battle between Luo Feng and Aresgena, they finally realized the gap between Asura and Seven Star Fiend.

Then, the two slowly stood up. Luo Feng wiped the blood from his face with one hand, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "You are very strong, Bloodblade Prefect. You have won this battle."

Indeed, Luo Feng lost this battle. Although both of them were injured, Luo Feng knew clearly that if things continued like this, he would be the one to lose, even with the Sovereign’s Might.

Because that Bloodblade Axe is Sovereign Artifact.

Luo Feng should have realized this long ago. The fact that his gloves could be shattered to such an extent was something no Highgod Artifact could achieve. As Luo Feng's strength grew, Luo Feng naturally knew that the gloves he once thought were Highgod Artifact were actually Divine Spark Weapon. In battle after battle, no matter how many blows he suffered, the gloves remained unscathed, which was not the strength Highgod Artifact should possess.

Aresgena chuckled, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, raised his head and glanced at the pale-faced Luo Feng. After a moment of silence, his soft voice rang out in the battlefield ravaged by the great battle.

"Your strength is not bad, you are qualified to be my friend," he then lightly punched Luo Feng's left shoulder.

Luo Feng was taken aback. Men's friendships always come so easily. He then grabbed Aresgena's wrist with his right hand, and the two smiled at each other. Then, their fists gently touched together. Luo Feng accepted this friend. They shared something in common: the loneliness of the strong.

The four Seven Star Fiend following Aresgena were immediately startled. Who was this person before them? The Bloodblade Prefect of the Infernal Realm, a peerless powerhouse renowned for his killing prowess. His arrogance, his coldness, his madness were absolutely famous among the Lords of the Infernal Realm. In their eyes, Lord Aresgena was as cold as the ice and snow on distant mountains. He had no friends. At least, in the hundreds of thousands of years they had followed Lord Aresgena, Aresgena had not had a single friend. Perhaps it was disdain, or perhaps it was his indifference that made people afraid to approach him. Yet now he was actually laughing, actually saying that the North Prison Prefecture Master was qualified to be his friend.

This was unbelievable to them. Aresgena's cold arrogance, his untamed nature, his conceit, his conceit, his loneliness, and his ambiguous nature—almost both righteous and wicked—were deeply ingrained in their minds. Several of them had once failed in their challenges to the Lord of the City, yet they had been spurred on by a single sentence from Aresgena. They still remembered Aresgena's words when they challenged Aresgena: "You are not worthy." He then defeated them in one move. They thought they would be killed like the others who challenged the Asura, but Aresgena spared them, allowing them to stay by his side. Therefore, they felt only reverence for Aresgena.

Infernal Realm, the North Prison Prefecture of the Muya Continent.

At this moment, a cold, purple moon, shaped like a sickle, hung in the night sky, casting a hazy, eerie purple light that covered the boundless world below.

At the highest peak of the Mikas Mountain Range, Luo Feng and Aresgena sat cross-legged, each holding a jug of wine, gazing at the purple moon in the sky, remaining silent for a long time.

Finally, Aresgena gulped down a large gulp of wine, his handsome face flushed as he spoke, "Luo Feng, on his first Fiend Mission, he displayed the strength of Six-Star Fiend in his very first move. Then, he killed the Quasi-Seven Star Fiend Sile, not in conjunction with another Six-Star Fiend, but later alone, he killed Quasi-Seven Star Fiend. After a hundred years of peace in Falling Fallen Moon City, he challenged the Asura, and finally, became the North Prison Prefecture Master."

Luo Feng listened quietly to Aresgena's words, gazing at the starry sky. A slight change appeared in his usually indifferent expression, and he then smiled and said, "So you're paying attention to me?"

Aresgena smiled, "I happened to catch a glimpse of your Windwalker Fiend's Battle Projection and saw your signature move, so I started paying attention to you. Who knew that the results of my investigation would be so astonishing? Because in your battles and your deeds, I saw my own reflection. You are a genius and a strong person, but the loneliness in your heart cannot escape my eyes, because we have something in common, such as loneliness."

Luo Feng was taken aback. Perhaps it was a mutual appreciation between men, something that was hard to explain. He turned his head and looked at Aresgena. At this moment, Aresgena's deep eyes reflected the blue pool water. But looking at him and thinking about him, he felt a kind of touching emotion that made him want to cry, because what he saw was an elf in the incomplete darkness.

Luo Feng turned his head, put his feet down, rested his hands behind his head, lay flat on the mountainside, looked up at the purple moon in the sky, and smiled, "Tell me your story." Luo Feng knew that this was a man with a story.

What the two have in common is that they can truly understand the loneliness buried deep in each other's hearts. It's a loneliness that comes from the heart, a loneliness that is hidden from the eyes of ordinary people. Only those who truly understand them know that Luo Feng's loneliness is because he may never be able to return to his former blue planet. Although he is living well here now and has new family, he still misses his former blue planet from the bottom of his heart. That is his true home.

Aresgena followed Luo Feng's example, crossing his legs and gazing at the starry sky. The two powerful figures, both at the level of palace lords, were now like ordinary people, with Luo Feng listening quietly to Aresgena's story.

Aresgena was born into an extremely privileged family. His father was the son of the Blood-Robed Fiend Seven Star Fiend demon from the Kalosha Continent tens of millions of years ago. Born into such a family, Aresgena naturally had no worries about food or clothing, unlike Luo Feng, who was a typical commoner. Aresgena lived up to his reputation as a genius, becoming a Six-Star Fiend in just tens of thousands of years. Aresgena had never seen his mother, only his father, because his mother died in a great battle shortly after giving birth to him. Therefore, he only had his father, a top-tier demon, the Blood-Robed Fiend, while he himself was Six-Star Fiend with a reputation for genius. Aresgena thoroughly enjoyed this life until one day, his father told him that he was going to challenge Asura. Aresgena naturally knew what the outcome of challenging Asura would be: success would be fine, but failure would mean death.

Aresgena had faith in his father, but the outcome was often unexpected. In the end, his father was no match for the lord of the manor, and Aresgena watched helplessly as his father died. Aresgner was filled with hatred—hatred for his own lack of power, hatred for being able to watch his father die before his eyes without being able to do anything. This painful experience matured him, making him resilient and tenacious! His outstanding talent for the Edicts of Destruction allowed him to advance step by step in this cruel world. He cried, but no one understood; he was tired, but no one understood; he was always alone, like a lonely elf in the night. Until he possessed the strength of Asura, he immediately went to the Luolosha Continent to challenge the lord who had killed his father. In the end, he was still utterly defeated. Aresgena challenged him to battle no less than ten times, each time suffering a crushing defeat. This pain and loneliness were always suppressed in his heart, unable to be told to anyone. What kind of torment was this?

Only by killing could he quell the bitterness in his heart. From then on, Aresgena became the Bloodblade Prefect, known for his slaughter. Outsiders only knew his arrogance, his madness, his killing, and his unruliness, but they could never see the loneliness and bitterness in his heart. Finally, by chance, he saw Luo Feng's Battle Projection. He could feel the trace of loneliness in Luo Feng's heart. This kind of loneliness could only be understood by those who understood. Although Luo Feng hid it very deeply, Aresgena could indeed understand it.

Luo Feng patted Aresgena on the shoulder without saying a word. However, a man doesn't show weakness; a man is always upright and indomitable. He dusted off imaginary dust, stood up, and prepared to leave. As he turned his head, he whispered, "Let's go to the Kalosha Continent together in a few days."

Aresgena was taken aback, a smile appearing on his face. He had no friends, nor did he need any, but now that a friend had arrived, he truly felt that having found a confidant was enough. In fact, if Aresgena knew that the Lord of the Mansion was among the top five strongest even among the 108 Asura of the Infernal Realm, and that even if he and Luo Feng joined forces, they might not be his match, Luo Feng's words made him feel that having found a confidant was enough, and that he had no regrets in this life.

A smile played on Aresgena's lips as he suddenly realized that he seemed to have smiled more today than he had in the entirety of his life.