Anyone aiming for the Seat of the True Emperor…would have to be stepped on as they would be his enemy!
These words resounded in the minds of Dimensional Rulers as their wills were fully focused on him.
Far away from the Lake at the center of Insula Avallonis, Lancelot watched this scene as he couldn't help but feel disconcerted.
The "Primordial Genius" he had brought from the Kun Peng's Cataclysm Nest…why did he seem so far away now? Why did he give off the same aura of authority that only those with the most power carried themselves with?
It was a unique scene to see as he and many others continued to observe as the Connate Avalonian Sacred Beast and the Imperius Avallonis stared each other down.
Her radiant purple hair with streaks of white shone with a dazzling light as she nodded.
