As soon as he finished speaking, the chilling sinister laughter echoed, causing the entire world to tremble madly, like a series of heavy punches, pounding incessantly on each of our chests.
"How is this possible? Could it be that my ten thousand elite warriors of the Broken Valley Alliance have been completely destroyed?!"
After multiple attempts at magic communication, Old Gary could hardly stand on his feet, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Only the once king, wearing a worn crown and reduced to yellowed bones, lowered his skull to stare at his bony hands, trembling all over as he muttered to himself, "Then what was the point of our years of slumber? Even possessing this suffocating and numb body was all in vain?"
Upon hearing Old Gary's words, Leo Ray, Frank, and the Pink Hooded Figure exchanged glances without a word, especially Leo Ray, whose mind was buzzing.
