The First Heir

Fennel and Philip did not say a word and just looked coldly in the direction of the castle’s entrance. Their sharp gazes passed through the guards of the Hall of Evil, surging with a chilling and murderous intent.

Behind the guards, three figures stood side by side. The three figures varied in height and strength, but their surging arrogance made everyone afraid to look at them directly. No one dared to make any predictions. Such domineering auras were arrogance that could only be developed by those who had remained in the top position for a long time. It radiated right from their very bones.

It was impossible to fake. Moreover, there were kingly auras that flowed through them. Such kingly aura could be found on Fennel too, which was on the same level.

At the gates of the white castle, the three figures stood proudly. Over the distance of a hundred meters, they made eye contact: with Fennel. A burst of invisible sparks crackled in the air.

This was the confrontation between the gazes and auras of the mighty!

of several hundred meters. The entire space felt as if it had been

of Evil stood in the center and felt the oppression caused by the invisible sparks, which made

that it made one tremble.

the gates at this moment. In the entire underworld of the West, they were the top existence. They were a symbol of glory and honor. They represented the entire Western world. Each god had their characteristics and means to dominate

in all the wars in Western history, never had there been three gods who came together. They

felt unprecedented

to show that the three major dark forces of

backup plan would take a