Chapter 135
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"There's nothing but fog… and a… blood-red moon…?"
Azmodeus turned his head in every direction, but no matter where he looked, there was no plot of land that didn't have a fog-like mist covering it.
And above this blackened, misty surface, there was a moon as dark as the darkest of blood, looming over the pitch-black skies like a menacing jewel meant to light up the world.
If he were being honest, the aura pervading the air around this place was eerie, leaving behind a creepy ambiance.
However, he feared no monsters in the dark, so he took his first step since being transported to this ominous space, and that was when he noticed something unusual…
"My speed… I can't even achieve a running pace of travel…"
He felt the power coursing through his veins, and all of it was in order with no direct restrictions on his strength, so what exactly prevented him from surpassing 5 km/hr was something that eluded him.