“Your transgression against my young noble shall end with death.” The Divine Monarch’s voice was both pleasant and dignified. This was a supreme being respected by all of Eight Desolaces.

She wielded enough prestige and authority to command people without being forceful. Her appearance instilled hope into the spectators, having saved them from Dead Immortal’s domination.

“I see.” Dead Immortal said before disappearing from sight. Lightning particles...