A monster that should never have been born was pushed onto the stage, covered in blood and wrapped in countless iron chains. Special energy-consuming equipment was nailed into its chest, back, and limbs. Yet, the uncontrollable legendary power emanating from it was still palpable to the surrounding crowd.
A monster with a mix of demon and devil bloodlines, standing about one and a half meters tall, similar in build to a Timid Demon, with a pair of signature Demon Horns on its head and a slender tail unique to devils at its back, and a single eye positioned in the center of its face.
That eye didn't emit the usual red glow of hatred, nor did it show any resentment; instead, it resembled the world's filthiest mire, slowly dragging in anyone who looked into it.
The stench of rot filled the air.
