Borg opened his mouth and spoke for the first time in tens of thousands of years. His voice, accompanied by the roar of a beast, sounded more rigid and frightful: "Unworthy descendants!"
"All should be killed!"
Thousands of Northern Region warriors, hundreds of Witch Priests, and hundreds of Northern Region nobles who were accompanying the Great Chieftain looked at this colossal creature in fear. It was hard for them to accept: Is this our ancestral hero? How could he have fallen to this state!
The Great Chieftain, holding his staff, soared into the air. The fierce wind blew his hair back as he shouted loudly, "It is you who planned to conspire against the younger generations! If we had not been a bit cautious and had done everything you demanded, all the Northern Region people standing here would have become your blood meal!"
