Lanling stared at the scene in utter amazement.
Countless witches awoke from the great hall's door, flapped their wings, and flew down, crawling towards him.
Their gazes were filled with anticipation and fervor.
It was as if they had been imprisoned for countless years, finally liberated and freed.
For a long moment, Lanling couldn't react at all.
Without a doubt, these witches were incredibly powerful, and with wings, weren't they the strongest air force?
And they flocked up so frantically to worship him, could it be that he truly was the true Demon Emperor?
At that moment, suddenly...
The witches at the very front seemed to be pulled back by a strong force to the giant door, petrified, once again becoming sculptures.
"Ah... ah... no!"
The witches let out cries of unwillingness.
"Your Majesty, remember to come liberate us, save us!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Just like that, countless witches were drawn back to the huge stone door, turning back into statues.
