The Man’s Decree

Meanwhile, at Stormwind Sect, Emiliano was intubated all over, with a green liquid coursing through the tubes. In front of him was a glass vessel filled with the same green liquid, which continuously churned and boiled.

Emiliano knitted his brows, seemingly enduring immense pain.

His mother wore an anxious expression as she quietly observed from the side.
“Tucker, are you sure this is going to work? Mind you, he’s your son. If this fails and Emiliano’s life is in danger, I’ll not let you off!” she threatened while staring at Tucker.

“This technology is already well-developed, so don’t worry,” Tucker reassured her and stood before the glass vessel, where he gently bit his finger, allowing a few drops of his blood to drip into the green liquid.

Shockingly, he appeared visibly fatigued after the mere act of dripping a few drops of blood into the vessel.

As the green liquid continued to be infused into Emiliano’s body, he began to emanate a faint green glow while his aura started expanding.

Observing the scene unfolding before him, Tucker laughed. “Don’t worry, our son will undergo a complete transformation in less than ten hours!”

in delight and

Garthor, who stood at Reflection Cliff, continued to be assailed

Garthor and stood behind him. His expression seemed to show how bad

you holding up?” Hugh

father, Garthor rose to his feet and inclined his head in response. “I’m

I made you come to Reflection Cliff because

his brows furrowed as he asked in confusion, “What do you mean, Dad? To

release you once you

me for years and that she wants Emiliano to take over my position. Honestly, if Emiliano is a capable leader, I wouldn’t mind handing over the reins of

cold at once. “You are my son, the rightful successor to Stormwind Sect. Besides you, no one else is deserving of the leadership position! You’re forbidden from making that kind of remark again. From now on, you need to learn