When Lothur opened his mouth to speak, everyone in that place kept their mouths shut, fearing they would meet their end if they declared anything.
Lothur said to everyone there, "Starting today, 50 people will die every day. Only those who swear eternal loyalty to me and accept with an open heart the darkness of those beside me will have a chance to survive.
Don't cling to futile feelings and hopes. You are all mine to do with as I wish. There is no hope of salvation, prisoners.
Tomorrow I will kill all the Divine Soul Transcendent cultivators in the City of Darkness, and after that, those predestined to die will be chosen randomly."
Everyone in that place felt the weight of those words, finding it highly unfair that things were like this, but unable to speak anything in front of Lothur.
These people knew that if they spoke any things, they could be killed in the blink of an eye!
'Damn it. We're in a damned slaughterhouse! That half-breed is going to devour us all!'
