Chapter 35: Entering Hollow Realm
"The gates are opening," Dorian declared, turning to his own disciples and elders. "Remember my orders! Take all the resources. Leave nothing inside but the corpses!"
Dorian's eyes lingered on Valerius for a second longer.
The corners of Valerius's mouth curled into an incomparably cruel and arrogant sneer.
It was a look that viewed everyone present as nothing more than lowly ants waiting to be mercilessly crushed.
His aura faintly surging beneath his skin like a dormant beast preparing to slaughter.
The fifty members of the Ironpeak and Barlowe alliance drew their weapons, their eyes gleaming with malicious, predatory light as they stared down the Azure Cloud and Graves alliance.
They unashamedly flaunted their superiority, eagerly anticipating a onesided massacre.
Harmon turned to his own group.
