It made a rustling sound, finally stopping in the mind of the Fallen Star Lord. The slate extended limb-like appendages, attaching to the Demon Soul.
At the same time.
The slate and the Fallen Star Lord emitted a mechanical and cold voice simultaneously.
As if like a Great Prophet.
[Program initializing...]
[Sauron Two intellectual program activated.]
[Welcome to use.]
Hera's eyes were somewhat dazed.
Because she couldn't understand the words of the Fallen Star Lord, with her Supreme Realm, she could effortlessly speak the language of any civilization in the Multidimensional Plane.
The current situation had only one explanation.
This language did not originate from this universe.
"Father was indeed a foreigner after all."
"This thing is also meant for foreigners to use."
"Levi..."
Hera murmured.
As Sauron's successor.
This breaking convention, transcending all monster was also a foreigner.
The Fallen Star Lord emitted a mechanical voice.
