As these words were spoken, the previously noisy scene fell into an instant silence.
All eyes turned towards him.
He was enormous—though not as imposing as Wood, his body spanned five meters in width, resembling a twisted mass of flesh, sitting firmly on the ground with an overwhelming presence.
This marshal's name was Rein, and among the ten marshals, he was the one with the most terrifying strength.
Strength was the core of all his abilities. Simple and crude, yet extremely powerful. His city-crushing capabilities were so formidable that even Barbatos couldn't compare to him in that regard.
However, despite the fact that all ten marshals were cunning and experienced, if one were to pick the one who was a little more straightforward than the others, it would be Rein.
"What are you all looking at?" he sneered, his mouth, filled with jagged teeth, splitting open in a grotesque grin. "If you have the guts, come try and eat me."
