“We are the Doom Race that intimidates all realms.

Even if we are punished by His Highness, we maintain our pride.” “wyot, you’re one of the Thirteen War Kings of the Jademora Empire.

Quattro is merely a Marshal of the Dark World.

You don't need to heed him.” Hearing the outrage of the senior authorities of the Doom Race, Wyot took a deep breath.

“Stop talking.

Are you trying to cause more trouble?” Upon hearing that, the senior authorities fell silent.

Wyot slowly pointed at Quattro.

“you must have been waiting for this moment for a long time.” Quattro laughed.

“Hurry up and kneel.

Once you kneel, I promise to grant the Doom Race abundant resources.

a bitter smile, Wyot shook his head and knelt

greet the

Quattro was ecstatic upon

you’re finally kneeling for me.” Wyot looked at Quattro, almost as if at an idiot, and

to kneel on

need

since we are friends, you don’t need

Wyot was

he raised

don't push it

call me that.” Quattro shouted, “Wyot, the Doom Race was

any

can imprison you as I would

you

for a long time.” Wyot

“T cannot kneel.

kneeled before

shown you respect.” “Are we not friends?”

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