A Violent Battle

His body was gigantic and was constructed from rocks. He exuded immense strength. Anyone who looked upon him trembled with fear.

A low growl emanated from his throat as a dark radiance surged out from within and condensed into a ferocious figure by his side.

They were the servants of darkness.

The spirit of the spire was as strong as a giant. It was more than eight meters tall. It made Cletos look shorter than a beast.

Cletos' gaze was determined as he raised his hammer. The ferocious beast seemed to be stretched to the extreme, ready to burst forth with astonishing speed. It charged toward the dark servants. The ground rumbled with the impact.

The thousands of half-dragon guards at the top of the Spire of Fate stood their ground. When the Dark Soul Devourer charged, several Lords watched in excitement.

Although they had witnessed the hero beheading the Lord of the Mountain before, they were still shaken by his majestic might.