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.

valiance and undying

hand and covered them with four path sources, then told them to

Doom Race

titanic battle says a lot about their talent," Zella remarked,

knowing what

mouth but

have protected the myriad realms' living beings." James put his hands behind his back and enunciated, " They have enough merit to

ask." "Ah, there won't be a need for that with me," Zella shook her

to be Deified, and it was one of his

thoughts, James nodded, though

around and extended

void and created a purple-gold

is this?" a curious

brother this much,"

Clan

to the myriad

trust my strength?" "Show me a

James shook his

Clan is not with

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