Chalrak knew that he had been severely injured and probably wouldn't live long. Lordront looked at Chalrak carefully, then shook his head slightly and said, "You have no use to me." As the giant sword of the demon king, with a gentle wave, Chalrak's head slowly rolled to the feet of Lordront. Then he kicked the huge hideous head out with one kick, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and disappeared into the blood-red sky. The lord who once dominated the abyss world eventually became a poor worm, and his soul was destroyed without any dignity.