"Have you heard? Yesterday's banquet was attended by the Charm Mansion, the Golden Cicada Merchant Association, the City Lord of Holmes City, and even the Holy Tower in the distance."
In a tavern in Bloodline City, a Warlock stood on a chair with one leg and a bottle of wine in his other hand. He was surrounded by Warlocks.
"It's fake, right? Those major powers have almost no connection with the Bloodline Tower." A Warlock who had just arrived had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Haha." The Warlock holding the bottle of wine glanced at him and said, "Too innocent!
" These forces weren't there for the Bloodline Tower. They're related to the master of this banquet, a powerful Warlock from the West Coast Tower, Eli.
" You don't know how powerful Sir Eli is. On that day, when the city was besieged, the battle within hundreds of miles turned into daytime ... "
