A few hours after the destruction of the Demonic Fiend Fortress which was now nothing but a pitch-black abyss, the space above tear open and Immortal Nimrod clad in black walked out.
His glowing purple eyes behind the cloaked head flickered violently as he muttered, "How unexpected, the power above rules and laws was used here, and on top of that, there's a trace of destruction, annihilation, darkness, despair…so many laws…hehehehehe." He suddenly laughed out loud as his eerie voice boomed in the silent vicinity.
"An Arcanist, and this should be the power of Chaos. A new Heir of Chaos has also appeared, and this place is within the vicinity of where the Cursed One vanished. Ah, more complications, still, Cursed One and finding the method he's using to hide from me remained my top priority.
