“Leave this world,” Damian said simply.
“You can’t win against him, kid!” Mindseer shouted from the side.
She had seen the abilities of the Demon Lord up close and had figured out exactly what they were facing here.
“I know,” Damian whispered.
A smug look on the giant, monstrous dark figure somehow managed to look both creepy and funny at the same time. Giving him a look filled with exhaustion, relief, pity, and hope, all four stepped inside the wormhole and went back inside the stone shrine through the waygate. Damian looked at the Demon Lord—the giant figure standing tall with a pitch-black sword held firmly in his hands. Damian had killed all the legendary-ranked pigmen in a 7-kilometer area. This was the only one left. There were more, though, in the army spread across kilometers.