After just three seconds, the grim reapers were forced to crouch at the front of the crowd.
The courtyard was completely silent, and the scene was bizarre yet surprisingly harmonious.
Previously, whether it was the guards, the nether sentinels, or Rodney, everyone's attention was on Devon. But now, everyone's eyes were on the grim reapers as they felt like they were on the verge of a meltdown.
The grim reapers, though primarily in charge of collecting souls, were at the top of their group. Their power was considered above average throughout the Underworld.
Everyone initially thought they could save them, but who would have thought that they were now crouching even more obediently than them?
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