The sudden event frightened the powerhouses and senior authorities of the Doom Race, who fell to their knees, desperately begging for mercy.

Wyot showed no compassion.

Wielding the Chaos Honlarne Sword with incredible speed, his strikes swept through the battlefield, decapitating his enemies.

The senior authorities of the Doom Race, the Lords of fifty-three universes, and about eighty Great Elders perished.

Their headless corpses exploded, their golden bodies disintegrating.

Snow swirled into fog as the remains of the dead scattered like ash.

The Lords and Heavenly Paths of the Doom Plane, lined up on the plaza, held their breaths in terror.

Witnessing this massacre, Thea shivered.

"He actually killed them all.

It’s not right." "It is right," James said, looking at Thea.

not the point."

beings and left not one trusted

interrupted, “They say Wyot is a fool,

just cares too much about his loved

talked about the Greater Realms and the

Wyot, the Doom Race has established

if they want a fresh

he sometimes acts like an

he can awaken his talent for rulership." Thea inhaled

much? That’s why you

better leader for the

is a

over." James

the Doom Race's hierarchy now." "Where are we going now?" Thea asked,

for you to

back? Can I not do it? Hey, at least give me some time

fist, the Doom

were chosen, and

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