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.

the point."

all these living beings and left not one

say

just cares too much about his loved

talked about the Greater Realms and

the Doom Race has established too many bad

changes if they want a

powerhouse, though he sometimes

awaken his talent for rulership." Thea inhaled

much? That’s why you pushed

much better leader for the Jademora Empire

administrator, while Truett is a

"The battle is over."

Race's hierarchy now." "Where are we going now?" Thea

"Time for you to keep your word." "Hey, no!" Thea

didn’t say yes! Can I take it back? Can I not do it? Hey, at least give

Doom Race’s hierarchy and rules

Saints were chosen,

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