Ron was trying his best to stand up, but the pressure of a Tier 2 existence was just too much for him.
Even the ancestor of the Geymar Empire was not in a good position either, even though he was a Tier 1 being.
The middle-aged man slowly descended from the air.
He looked at Salazar, the ancestor, with disdain in his eyes.
"How did a pesky demon like you dare to attack someone from my Raven Empire? I really would like to know. Aren't you afraid that the Ravens will simply destroy your little empire?"
Salazar was under so much pressure that blood was gushing out from his mouth and nose.
Before coming here, he had asked Leon if he was sure that this mysterious master of Celcia, the god bloodline holder, was really powerful enough to gamble their lives on.
Leon had assured him with a 100% guarantee, that's why he intervened when Geros attacked Ron.
