[Congratulations]
[Void Monster, Nebulous Lord, has evolved to an Abysmal Behemoth.]
Northern stared at the panel, his expression pallid and dazed. Nebulous Lord had evolved again. Barely moments after becoming a Destroyer.
'Isn't he… getting a little too overpowered?'
A sudden chill crept up his spine. Fear settled in, not from some outside force, but from within. The monsters carried in his soul… they weren't just growing stronger. They were becoming a terrifying force that seemed to host some strange pathways to what Northern has no idea of.
There was the Abyss Tyrant, too. And all the others.
They would keep evolving. Keep getting stronger. And the outcome would only grow more appalling.
But, in the end, it all still aligned with his greater plan—one he had been silently pursuing since the rift in Sura. Since the day he was forced to kill young Ulzred.
He had tried running from that memory, but never once had he let go of the vow born from it.
