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.

won." "That's not the point." Thea rolled

beings and left not one

Race..." James interrupted, “They say Wyot is a fool,

just cares too much about his loved

talked about the Greater Realms and the sweeping reform it

Doom Race has

changes if they want a fresh

he sometimes

adequate training, he can awaken

That’s why you pushed him so

better leader for the Jademora Empire than

born to be an administrator, while Truett is a

over." James

Doom Race's hierarchy now."

replied, "Time for you to keep your

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

Doom Race’s hierarchy and rules were

were chosen, and

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