The Emperor did not speak; he just smiled, waved his hand, and a water curtain emerged.
In a trance, Fox saw the mountain road along the Ense Imperial Palace swallowed by the night.
Only then did he realize that, unbeknownst to him, the sun had already set in reality.
He did not understand why the Emperor wanted him to see this scene.
Suddenly, he saw a bonfire light up in the night.
As the flames blazed, the entire mountain path seemed to awaken, with torches lighting up one by one.
The firelight reflected the figures of those approaching.
Each person holding a torch was, in fact, a priest.
Judging by the insignia on the mountain, they were clearly priests of the Church of Glory and Justice.
In front of them was endless darkness, where only the torchlight could bring a hint of light.
They were pacing forward, and Fox could only hear their heavy steps and breathing.
The Emperor waved his hand again.
