Then, the Formation of Perception shook violently.

When he snapped out of it, he realized that the twenty thousand Doom Race warriors led by Xezal had almost all perished.

Among the remaining ones, three were losing their bodies.

Hastily, James tossed three path sources into the formation, but it did not stop their bodies from crumbling.

"Move them out, quickly," urged Zella.

"They're under immense pressure inside." James waved his hand and broke the Formation of Perception.

Xezal and his remaining warriors—just three of them—appeared in the void.

They were tattered and covered in blood.

Their hair was unkempt, and they were barely recognizable.

These were heroes who had experienced hell.

Though wobbling, they stood in battle stances.

and undying

with four

the Doom Race for

this titanic battle says a lot about their talent,"

"No," James interjected, knowing what Zella

her mouth but

beings." James put his hands behind his back and enunciated, " They have

however, I need to ask." "Ah, there won't be a need for that with me,"

never to be Deified,

her thoughts, James nodded, though he

turned around and extended his

radiance surged into the void and created

is this?" a curious Zella

this much,"

Clan to

compared to the

you remain alive and well." "you don't trust my

shook his

Clan is not

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