Master, Emergency!

The war continued.

Blood flowed into rivers, bodies piled up into mountains.

The war continued.

Varian's gaze rested on the human soldiers for a moment before he looked at the sky.

Just how many people died?

'System, am I responsible for their death?'

[What if you are? What if you aren't? Would you have cancelled the mission if you knew about these deaths?]

Varian thought for a moment before he shook his head resolutely. 'No. Not after I saw the guy in the lost dungeon. He is much stronger than the Abyss Kings. Boo also said he was in…Celestial Rank.'

His breath turned heavy as he recalled the horror of that figure.

Varian used to believe Abyssal Rulers—Abyssal Kings and Queens were the ultimate challenges to peace.

If he became a Sovereign, then everything would be solved.

But with that Abyssal's existence…their plans were futile.

His strength was too high. Even a Sovereign was no match for him.