Without breaking through even the top thirty barriers, what qualifications does he have to boast in front of him?
In Cassius's eyes, his real opponent is not Wilhelm, but the Great Demon Lord who has always been hidden behind him, scheming to drag the entire Augustus into Hell — Zareel.
"Great, great, with this power... I should be able to kill that Red Dragon and reclaim Holy Fadlan!"
Wilhelm felt the Hellish power filling his body, laughed unrestrainedly, completely ignoring the surprised and terrified gazes from the people.
But soon, he lowered his head and was shocked to find — his hands had transformed into fearsome claws, and the originally smooth skin had turned like Lava.
"No, how did I become like this? This, this isn't me! I should be flawless, I am the descendant of the Sun God!"
Wilhelm's face first showed shock, then disbelief, and finally transformed into complete wrath and madness.
