90 Champions Of Carnage

Northern narrowed his eyes and clenched his fist.

'What was that just now… I definitely felt a gaze on me'

His eyes rolled left and right, dividing through the destruction to see if there was a suspicious creature.

But he saw nothing. After a couple of seconds he exhaled.

'Maybe I was just imagining it? No, it was very vivid. That wasn't just an imagination. Someone was watching me'

And it seemed like the person was advocating for him to leave.

Northern looked at Night Terror as his form weaved I'm between monsters bathing in their blood and wrenching chaos.

'Whatever Night Terror has that makes him so strong, I have it too…'

Both of the swallowed the Vestige of the Chaos Prince.

Both of them had grown exponentially.

Moreso, Night Terror did not have his visual prowess.

Northern opened his hands, a steely determination etched across his features.