A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 253

“Carpeios.” A low call cut short the demon’s rambling at once, making him tense. What followed was as grave a topic as the voice that spoke it. “The ‘Holy Scythe’ is gone.” “…!” All over Carpeios’s body, demonic energy flared. This time, his anger was nothing like the fury he’d shown at the snapped dark purple Sa-in Flower. It ran...