242: Everything Feels Off

Orson's face darkened as he examined the stats of the black demon before him.

[God-Emperor's Progeny · The Traitor · Cain: Level 60]

[King-Level Lifeform]

[Health: 500,000,000]

[Attack: ?]

[Skills: ?]

Orson's mind exploded in disbelief. He had just managed to whittle down Cain's health by one hundred million, and now, this bastard had a full five hundred million again?

Cain had consumed the Demon Ascension Pill, and his power had already surpassed the King-Level threshold! He had truly become the Fallen King of Infinite Dimensions!

Orson couldn't help but curse under his breath, Who can even defeat this guy?

What kind of nonsensical task is this? Who could possibly pass it?!

A thousand questions raced through Orson's mind.

"Infinite Dimensions doesn't have a task that's impossible to survive…" he muttered, taking a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.