The crowd exchanged glances, breathing heavily, all seeing the fervor in each other's eyes.
The interests of the Fire Worship Empire are great, but how can they compare to one's own immortality?
As long as I can ascend to the heavens in one step, why care about the flood?
Even if Muhammad II becomes the Caliph, we can outlive him!
Thus, dozens of the Empire's highest officials immediately followed the [Mountain Elder], prostrating themselves to collectively pledge allegiance.
Chanting aloud:
"Your Majesty Saint Byron, please appoint the Caliph of the Holy Spirit Sect!"
The King, the [Desert Eagle], was the last to kneel.
The Fire Worship Empire was his Empire, making this decision was more difficult for him than for the others.
But since everyone else was already kneeling, if he didn't kneel, he probably wouldn't need to kneel at all, they could just carry him out lying down.
