The tyrannical command from Darian to those two races sounded like the furious roar of a majestic dragon.
It completely erased their lineage, as if they were ordinary beasts, utterly crushed by a Primordial Dragon. At the same time, it snuffed out the light in their eyes… and nearly destroyed their souls.
*Bang, bang, bang…*
Their bodies dropped violently to the ground like puppets with cut strings. Once they hit the floor, they trembled and convulsed like crushed insects.
"Urgh…"
Trembling groans slipped involuntarily from their lips. It wasn't something they wanted to do—it came purely from the terror their souls were feeling.
All the light in the world had vanished, and they could no longer even sense what surrounded them. Everything they had—whether the power of their rings, their lineage, or anything else—became pathetically small and meaningless… they felt their existence weak and dry, every hair on their bodies standing on end.
