"Sains, Bella, Angren... the whole army has been wiped out!"
Upon hearing this, all the members of the Light Church in the underground palace turned pale!
"What!?"
"How is this possible? They were all master-level strong people!"
"Could it be the Old King who sent out a hero to kill them?"
Faced with the crowd's doubts, the Light Seed couldn't provide an answer.
He was just as confused.
This young man kept taking deep breaths, seemingly trying to suppress the anger in his heart.
Then, he extended his right index finger and pressed it to the center of his forehead.
A gentle light radiated from his fingertip, making people subconsciously calm down...
The surrounding clergy all shut their mouths.
They knew that at this moment, the Light Seed had entered a state of thought.
This was a special ability of his.
Every time, after the Light Seed finished thinking, he would devise a series of detailed plans.
