Helimis did not know that at this moment, the situation in the Royal Capital was quietly changing due to his two incorrect judgments.
He was merely manipulating his Demon Roar Chain, letting it wander around him while his breathing was slightly unsteady.
The slight loss of control over his emotions had caused him to expend too much magic power.
And with the excessive expenditure of magic power, the aura around Helimis was faintly becoming unstable.
Specifically, the powerful aura unique to the Demon was slowly diminishing.
Although the trend of decline was not yet obvious, Helimis was well aware that this trend was a sign that he was about to fall from his current level.
"Huff..."
Helimis could only try to adjust his breathing and aura, letting the magic power inside his body flow quickly.
His experience of nearly ten thousand years told him how to alleviate the speed of this decline in status.
