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Crack! Crack!!
The space behind Arakyle began to split once he finished his sentence. The black Rift grew bigger and out came an army of demons that numbered easily over ten thousand. It was the Despair Corps led by Arakyle.
‘That’s…’
Oh Kang-Woo narrowed his eyes as he stared at the Despair Corps that had marched out of the Rift. He couldn’t feel Deific Essence from them like he could from Arakyle, but something about them felt off.
“Oh.”
He soon discovered the source of the oddity.
‘What do they have around their necks?’
Every demon of the Despair Corps was wearing something around their neck; it was neither a necklace nor a pendant.
‘... A pouch?’
It was about half the size of a human palm. Based on how puffy it looked, Kang-Woo was sure that something was inside it. Such a thing did not exist back in his Demon King days.
‘They’re… probably not charms.’
There was no way demons would wear charms for good luck as a group.
“You must be curious about what these are.”
Arakyle smiled as he noticed Kang-Woo’s gaze. He gestured with his chin toward the Despair Corps...
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