Decanus looked at the silent crowd, a cold smirk playing on his lips.
"Does Allardland have anyone who could fight? Send someone capable out! Are you lot looking down on me that you sent some Tom, Dick, and Harry to deal with me? Where's your king? Send someone with some power out here!"
His words were like poisonous needles, injecting pain into every subject of Allardland.
Allardland had existed for thousands of years and boasted a population of millions, but it was then being trampled underfoot by a mere teenager, with no one daring to utter a word in protest.
"Why have the celestials, who are beyond arrogant and view all beings as mere ants, now come to show off in the insignificant Ethereal Realm? Doesn't this mean that the celestials have fallen and could only resort to flaunting their might in some low-plane realms?" A voice slowly echoed from the surrounding rubble.
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