Chapter 850 Underworld Requiem

• “What do you call arrogance? Words that sound utterly commonplace to me sting your ears like nettles, don’t they? That alone proves we exist on wholly different levels! Ah, the misery of the weak—so pitiful, so laughable...”
• Rex chuckled over and over again, his swagger bordering on madness.
• After lying dormant for more than ten thousand years and soaring in power, he now emerged from seclusion convinced he would sweep aside all opposition, carve out an era that belonged solely to him, have heaven and earth engrave his name, and forge an undying brilliance.