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

living beings and left not one

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

much about his loved

about the Greater Realms

Wyot, the Doom Race has established too many bad

changes if they

though he sometimes acts like an

awaken his talent for rulership."

and Xezal valued him so much? That’s why you pushed him so

Wyot is a much better leader for

while Truett is a born warrior." "That’s cruel." Thea

is over."

reorganize the Doom Race's hierarchy now."

annoyed, James replied, "Time for you to keep your word." "Hey,

it back? Can I not do it? Hey, at

Doom Race’s hierarchy and rules were

were chosen,

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