"You only need to recognize our existence!"
Black Mist General clasped his fists and spoke.
"Recognize your existence?" Su Tu was somewhat perplexed upon hearing this.
But looking at these expectant gazes before him, he instantly recalled the scenes seen in the Sea of Suffering earlier.
He mimicked the tone of that High Priest, his voice becoming sacred, solemn.
"By my name, I permit your existence in the world, allow you to tread upon the heavens!!"
Having negotiated with the Three Deceits Cult, Su Tu had indeed mastered superb acting skills, his voice extremely solemn, infinitely sacred, as if a god had descended to the world.
With the fall of his words.
The black mist enveloping those War Souls began to dissipate.
They restored to human form one by one, wearing blood-stained Broken Armor, holding weapons of diverse shapes, full of murderous aura and boundless fighting spirit!!
