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.

this island, but out of the

clarify from

among us. Let’s preserve a harmonious

“Of course, Mr. Zupakie.”

a

together.” While everyone outwardly echoed his sentiments,

shrouded in

these individuals had convened only temporarily, and they were strangers

of spoils was a rare

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

scramble. Who would be foolish

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

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

calling the shots.

Zordey and the others approached the altar. Initially, they were exceedingly vigilant, but

on the verge of

constructed by a certain tribe. What sort

many years and is likely depleted,” someone

to investigate,” a cultivator with a scarred face declared, leaping onto the altar without

closer inspection, he spotted the sealing stone. At that instant, the sealing