TitanBreaker's cold words silenced the entire hall. The players inside fell into an awkward hush. Some, like Swordmaster, wanted to refute him, but their expressions stiffened—because deep down, they knew he was right.
Last time, in Bloodaxe City, Orgod single-handedly suppressed the leaders of eight major guilds and even seized the Demon God War Banner.
Thinking about challenging Godslayer now was nothing short of delusional.
CrimsonTiger broke the silence. "We can't take them on alone, but what if we ally with Dragon's Kiss Guild? Especially considering… they have two Divine Soul Seal holders, including Usher, ranked sixth on the Leaderboards. We might just stand a chance."
"Why do you say that?"
A lazy yet commanding voice echoed from the throne.
A man sat there, clad in crimson light armor, a Demon Crown resting atop his head. His once-handsome features now carried a faint, eerie charm. At his feet, two Lord-Class Three-Headed Hellhounds lay curled up like obedient pets.
