Aman stood in the dark space outside the Glaciem Holy Land.

Dressed in a black robe, his expression was blank, and his eyes were hollow.

Occasionally, a hint of blood gleamed in those vacant eyes.

He resembled a guardian deity, standing here protecting the space behind him.

In the distant Dark World, an airship loomed in the dark void.

This was the Yeftero Race’s airship.

In one of its rooms, powerhouses from the Suunteli Race and the Zoltrumm Race had gathered.

Upon receiving the news, both the Suunteli Race and the Zoltrumm Race dispatched their powerhouses to gather with the Yeftero Race.

Despite the small number, each race sent a powerhouse of the Holy Celestial Rank or above.

and Yui, the total number of Holy Celestial Rank

terrifying presence even among the Primevals

the larger Tenebrae Races possessed powerhouses of this rank,

the room, many Holy Celestial Rank powerhouses had

the forefront, his handsome face reflecting a hint of laziness

“ Considering the speed at which our race transmits messages,

they’re still absent.” Yui was displeased with the slow pace of the

was an elder in a gray robe with a face

and he held a high position within the

an internal turmoil among the Mevryees, and it has only recently been

Mevryees are under the

the siege on the Glacies

matter.” Saul Zoltrumm, a powerhouse from the Zoltrumm Race, sneered, “ Even if it has no

there’s any connection with the Mevryee Race, he cannot completely sever ties.” “By the way, what exactly is going on?”

his head slightly and said, “I’m not very

I can confirm is that the powerhouse appearing in the Glaciem Holy Land is likely the Princess of Glaciem that the Four Ancient Races have been searching for.” “What are we waiting for? Let’s go and eliminate her to cut off any future troubles.” “Yes, with the combined strength of our four races,

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