At the imperial palace, the King's bedroom.
King Landhar III paced around the palace, staring at the three corpses on the ground—from left to right, they were Harold, Ash, and Douglas.
He looked at the bodies that were alive a few days ago. At that point, they had black wriggling liquid in their mouths, and they were gradually transforming into an inhuman domain., King Landhar III's eyes did not have a trace of pity in them. Instead, there was a burning flame one might call ambition.
"According to the method that the gods taught me, these three corpses will be completely transformed in a few minutes. When that time comes, three gods will descend! It's great that the Winter Nation sent a genius to participate in the competition. We'll just have to search for a few more geniuses in the kingdom. It's a pity that other kingdoms did not send anyone to participate in the competition. Otherwise, I might be able to complete the process this time."
