The Man’s Decree

“I don’t think it’s them. Everyone, be careful!” Renault warned, furrowing his brow slightly. Before long, the approaching

footsteps grew louder, mingling with grumbles.

“What in the world is this place? It appears so vibrant with lush greenery and a pleasant environment, yet it curiously lacks

any signs of life. Throughout the journey, not only did we find nothing, but we even lost two of our members!” someone

grumbled.

Hearing that, both Jared and Cloud exchanged a glance. By listening to the voice, they realized that the newcomer was

Zordey. Behind Zordey were at least a dozen individuals.

All of these individuals had been meandering without a clear purpose on the small island before coming together

temporarily. It was due to Zordey’s power and the substantial number of people with him that they naturally gravitated

toward him as their focal point.

“Mr. Zupakie, look ahead!” someone suddenly shouted. “An altar! I can’t believe we found an altar. There must be

something good here!” someone else chimed in excitedly. They attempted to run to the altar, but Zordey stopped them.

island, but out of the blue, an altar emerges. None of

if it’s a potential trap. However, allow me to clarify from

harmonious atmosphere,” Zordey proclaimed with a

“Of course, Mr. Zupakie.”

a team

all together.” While everyone outwardly

remained shrouded

all, these individuals had convened only temporarily, and they were

spoils was a

valuable. If they turned

Who would be foolish enough to

which explained his effort to maintain group cohesion. After all, among this

there were any

calling the shots.

altar. Initially, they were exceedingly vigilant, but as they

on the verge of collapse at any moment, they began to lower their

tribe. What sort of treasure could possibly remain? It seems

is likely depleted,” someone commented, their

cultivator with a scarred face declared, leaping onto the altar

the sealing stone. At that