The Underground City Street area where the [Terminal Knight Regiment] is located.
From the ground emerged a black vortex, slowly raising an old man with high bulges on his back illuminating multiple ghost faces. He leaned on a horrific and fresh skeleton staff.
As this person appeared, the aura of death in the street doubled.
All the Terminal Knights residing here stopped whatever they were doing, walked out of their bungalows, put their right hand on their chest, and bowed their heads in respect.
However, a large number of people's eyes also flickered with some apprehension.
The newcomer was none other than Staven Mistermantor, the deputy regiment commander of the Terminal Knight Regiment... it seemed that he had not returned to the Knight Regiment for a long time.
Moreover, Staven's other identity was quite peculiar, that is, the former regiment commander of the Terminal Knight Regiment.
Under normal circumstances.
