Outside the Doom Ancestral Hall, the man's murderous aura permeated the air.

The sky turned blood-red, and a chilling, terrifying force swept into the hall.

The 200,000 Chaos Warriors surrounding the hall trembled under the pressure.

Their armor, helmets, and weapons cracked and shattered, scattering across the ground.

The terrifying sight frightened all the Dooms' high-ranking members present in the hall.

Their faces turned pale, their legs trembled, and they knelt and kowtowed in fear, not daring to raise their heads.

"'Seraphon War King, Clayton Sindward!" Yadira glanced outside and murmured.

Then, as the force poured into the hall, she fell to her knees.

After a moment of shock, Wyot raised his head and closed his eyes in despair.

understood that the matter had really gotten

sat motionless in their chairs, allowing the

a Hongrome Shield around Thora,

his

the roars and cries of dragons, phoenixes, tigers,

if heralding the end of

black robe with long flowing

to the Seraphon War King!" The 200,000 Chaos Warriors kneeling outside the hall were the first

unison, "Greetings to the Seraphon War King!" "Greetings to the Seraphon War King," Yadira could not keep up with them but muttered softly out of

set his eyes

he slowly approached

a smirk He thought to himself, 'The Greater Realms' former strongest powerhouse is still as charismatic as

he's taken a liking to showing off a

truly intimidating for normal living beings.' Clayton stood before Yadira and asked, "What did you say just now? Repeat yourself." Yadira was

"Answer me," Clayton roared.

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