"Human Lord... lowly reptile."
A deep and furious voice from the Tyrant Monarch suddenly echoed from the sky, laden with endless hatred.
"Do you think that by stealing my Authority, you can live in peace?!"
"I will turn everything you have into nothing, I will make your city rivers of blood, I will make your foolish people wail in despair!"
Lear's gaze was icy.
He glanced around.
On the 40-meter Vine Wall of Katana, Sect Knights and Cold-blooded Cavalry rapidly assembled, Dark Night Hunters drew their bowstrings, while behind, Wetland Angels flapped their wings, ascending to prepare for battle.
"You?!"
The Tyrant Monarch in the blood mist instantly exploded with fury.
"Bastard, I will extract your soul and lash it for a million years!"
Having his Authority taken, what a profound grudge?!
What angered him even more was, when Kalanis obtained his heart, he personally went up and had an arm severed!
And the opponent controlled up to forty percent of the Authority of Tyranny!
