The voice wasn't loud, yet every word struck like a hammer.
"What are you afraid of? Have you forgotten who you are?"
He glanced around, his gaze sharp and penetrating.
"We are the Dark Sacred Hall! The destined rulers of this world!"
"The mere Holy See, the mere Demon Race, dare to show off in front of me?"
"It's simply courting death!"
The words dropped like a thunderclap.
Everyone was stunned, then their hearts surged.
Yes, they were the Iron Blood Legion, following the Master through life and death!
With this invincible Emperor leading them, what did they have to fear?
"Master is wise! We are willing to die for you, to be brave in battle!"
"We swear to follow the Master to the death, cleanse the world in blood, and unify the Four Seas!"
"Unless we annihilate the Holy See and Demon Race, we are not human!"
For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall surged to a climax.
Everyone was full of fighting morale, ready to face death without fear.
