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.

on this island, but out

it’s a potential trap. However, allow me to clarify from the outset that any treasures we discover here will

a harmonious atmosphere,” Zordey proclaimed with

“Of course, Mr. Zupakie.”

we’re a team

we’re all together.” While everyone

remained shrouded

convened only temporarily, and they were strangers

spoils was

the treasures weren’t valuable. If they turned out to be precious treasures,

scramble. Who would be foolish enough to divide their

keenly aware of this, which explained his effort to

was the most substantial. If indeed there were any treasures to be found, he would undoubtedly be the

calling the shots.

altar. Initially, they were exceedingly

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

appears to have been constructed by a certain tribe. What sort of treasure could possibly remain? It

years and is likely depleted,” someone commented, their expression filled with

investigate,” a cultivator with a

sealing stone. At that instant,