Outside the hall, in the royal court.
The Lord of the Blazing Eagle and the other two Sage Masters looked toward Kaos, secretly guessing at his identity.
The God of Wisdom, the War Executor, and the High Priest of the Temple, meanwhile, were watching Alvin.
But Alvin was watching Kaos.
Nearby, the gold-coin grandmaster Tuk, Bolink, Diok, and the rest didn't even dare breathe loudly. Even the ancient Sage Lords held their breath, minds taut.
Aside from the few Sage Masters who had already fallen, most of the top-tier powerhouses of the Celestial Light God Realm were gathered here.
Every one of those great figures was a Sage Master!
And yet… little ants like them were actually standing in the same place as these beings?!
Only in the Crossbridge Empire could such a scene exist.
Anywhere else, these people wouldn't even spare them a glance.
Even though in the Emperor's hands, this group of Sage Masters had been beaten to their knees, begging for mercy—utterly helpless.
