The Skyvault Consortium now had John and his companions, as well as Kaine.
As a result, Aldric's value to the faction had fallen to an extremely low level. Naturally, the Sovereign-rank powerhouses no longer cared much whether he lived or died.
When Sovereign Aslov saw the scene unfolding on the arena, he could not help but sigh.
"Alas. It seems I am about to lose my disciple."
He turned his head away, unable to bear watching what came next.
The Astral Sovereign also sighed with emotion.
"Alvin… what a ruthless Alvin."
"With this level of strength, he is fully qualified to rank within the top ten."
The inheritance of cursecraft had reappeared after countless ages.
No one had expected it to emerge from the Eternal Summit.
Inside the top-thirty tournament realm, Alvin was still chanting beneath his breath.
"Calamity of the severed soul."
"Calamity of absolute extinction."
"When the needle descends, the soul shall perish."
"Let all causality be erased here."
