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This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world.

Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it.

Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

God of Adaptation

Glorietta still couldn't bring herself to believe what she heard.

However, Doron's serious expression showed that he wasn't joking, "What I'm saying is true…"

"Can you believe it…?" He let out a soft chuckle as he continued, "For a kid who was no older than ten years old to defeat a Master Warrior?"

Of course, there was one thing that Doron purposely left out: the fact that Regis was able to fully utilize demonic power.

The fact that the kid he saw back then was no less than that of a pure demon.

"Wait…" as if remembering something, she looked at him and asked, "If there's such a child who was so talented, then why didn't you bring him along with Dahlia?"

An awkward expression appeared on Doron's face as he replied, "Well, the situation back then was… how can I describe this? Special? Yes, the situation was very special…"

Grand Cathedral of Light