The Sea Wolf gently raised his hand, and from beneath his armor-like battle suit flew out blocks of blood-red alloy modules.
The blood-red alloy quickly structured itself into a primary step in the air, and the Sea Wolf stepped onto it.
As he moved step by step, the blood-red alloy steps rose higher, eventually forming a massive blood-red throne eight meters above the ground.
The Sea Wolf slowly sat on the throne, a blood-colored wolf head appeared behind him, and his immense eighth-level Spiritual Power silently spread out, rapidly enveloping the entire scene.
"I trust you all know why I have gathered everyone here today...."
The Sea Wolf casually placed his hands on the sides of the blood-red throne, looking down at everyone, speaking lightly: "What I want you to do is very simple.
Just do what you are most accustomed to doing.
Killing, robbing money..."
"My only requirement is that Milorad must stay alive.
