The Strongest Player is a Demon Lord

The Illusionist, The Pirate, and The Demon Lord

World’s end.

That’s what it felt like for both Lazaro and Kelzio as they stood and watched everything from a safe distance. They don’t know why but a black barrier suddenly appeared in front of them. Protecting them from what came next.

The entirety of the city is caught by a violent and powerful blast of dark mana which rained down destruction on the city. This didn’t happen right away. The destruction came about quickly but there’s enough time to see everyone dying from it and, after the twenty second span of this spell, it finally came to a halt.

All of a sudden the loudness disappeared completely. All that’s left is the silence and the stillness that felt foreign. As if these aren’t supposed to be present because of the sight that lay in front of these two.

All the corpses of the fallen that’s burned from the spell. The rubble that’s left behind and the atmosphere of death that’s still lingering about. These are enough to unnerve the two. Making them fall to their knees due to th