Chapter 467: Bloodline Suppression!

"Hiss-ROAR!" The snake demon bellowed. A terrifying pillar of light blasted from its lone horn and speared straight for Dante Easton! Dante's face drained of color. He could not stop that strike. Then a voice rang out inside his mind, cold and impatient. "Let me out!" The Octave Abyss Wyrm… woke up? Ever since it had fallen into slumber within The Picture of Rivers and Mountains, it had shown no sign of movement. Dante never expected it to stir at a moment like this. He froze for a heartbeat, then...