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When the War Princess spoke, all eyes turned to the young man.
He was about thirty, in the prime of his life, with huge, curved horns on his head and dark red eyes. His body was as massive as a small mountain, and his vitality raged like a burning blood furnace.
"Fen Nu," the Supreme Devil Marshal said, "Go up, and accept Her Highness' order!"
"Yes!" The young man, called Fen Nu, stepped forward, walking to the very center of the Windmoon Court.
As he moved, his pitch-black magic armor clanked, adding an ominous air to the already solemn atmosphere. It was as if this wasn't a palace, but a battlefield under his command.
Clearly, he didn't see this as a mere spar, but as a war that would decide the future of the Endless Netherworld!
Even without speaking, his eyes, movements, and demeanor challenged the War Princess's authority.
"Fen Nu was a genius even ten years ago."
"He's nearly twice the age of the War Princess and has fought in dozens of brutal battles against the Rising Sun Inferno, forging a steely character. His prestige in the military is... quite high," some elders whispered, exchanging glances that held a hint of bemusement.
This was almost too childish!
"The...
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