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 of the blue, an altar

allow me to clarify from the outset that any treasures

among us. Let’s preserve a harmonious atmosphere,” Zordey proclaimed with a

“Of course, Mr. Zupakie.”

a team

we’re all together.” While everyone outwardly echoed his

shrouded

had convened only temporarily, and they were strangers

sharing of spoils was a rare

weren’t valuable. If they turned

frenzied scramble. Who would be foolish

explained his effort to maintain

substantial. If indeed there were any treasures to be found,

calling the shots.

the altar. Initially, they were exceedingly

verge of collapse at any

been constructed by a certain tribe.

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

a cultivator with a

the sealing stone. At that instant, the