"Tsk, what a pity..."
Homeni itched with both anticipation and regret; if not for this damn Border Prison, how could he be stuck here watching others build illustrious careers?
"Alright, no need to watch any longer."
He waved his hand disinterestedly, casting a glance at those heretical criminals chained together, wearing iron shackles around their heads.
Some had already burst into tears, some could barely walk with trembling legs, and some screamed hoarsely, repeatedly declaring that they had important information about the god's enemy Ji Jue, but no one cared.
Still, there were some who glared at him coldly.
Even until now, their madness, as if ready to devour others, showed no sign of weakening or retreating, filled with hatred and resentment, intending to bite through their throats even if only with their remaining broken teeth.
"This time, quite a few hard nuts to crack."
