"Move!" As Sloth got closer to the king's tent, the closest confidant of the king's guards moved out from in there and stood, blocking his path inside, "or die!"
Sloth didn't have the mind to argue or negotiate with anyone. He came here to save the king, and he was prepared to fight the entire world to achieve such a result. The moment he said his words, he released his monstrous spirit power, and he wasn't the only one doing so.
Others who came with him also released their spirit powers uncontrollably. Anyone in their shoes might not believe what Sloth said, but they were different. They tasted the real magic of William's potions, and knew Sloth wasn't lying, was quite sincere and determined to save the king.
And when he decided to go towards the king's tent even by force, they supported his decision and rooted for him in their spirits. At this moment, these one hundred masters were acting like a scary army, an army following the orders of their leader; Sloth.
