In the shadows of the world, Vilote walked slowly.
His figure was well proportioned, with a head like a snake or a dog, ferocious and terrifying, devoid of flesh and blood, revealing stark white bones.
His limbs were long like a leopard, stepping on circles of void ripples, as if standing on the surface of a lake.
"Camilla, are these worms the ones causing you such distress?" Vilote spoke with a haughty tone.
"Don't underestimate these people; in the Great Wilderness, they all have the potential to advance to Great Power." Camilla defended herself.
"It's a pity I haven't completely broken the seal; otherwise, killing these people would be as easy as a breath." Vilote stretched his muscles, and a terrifying vast divine might swept through the Great World, rushing into the Ruins Sea, but was intercepted by two immeasurably formidable wills, which slightly surprised Vilote.
