"Such power of faith... How is it possible? How can they be so devout to this extent!"
Tiamat's expression grew even more sinister, the three dragon faces alternating emotions of anger, jealousy, surprise, and extreme malice coalesced into a tangible black mist, causing the surrounding vegetation to wither instantly.
"I have painstakingly managed Seleucis for hundreds of years, expending countless resources, killing millions of mortals, keeping this despicable group of ants constantly in chaos and fear, yet they remain unrepentant and not only fail to provide me with faith but also foolishly initiate rebellion..."
Tiamat's tone became increasingly frantic, turning into a thunderous roar, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to release the fury accumulated within.
"Why! Why would these lowly mortals willingly contribute faith to you! Their lives are all in my hands!"
Boom——
