"Wait a moment, everyone. I'm going to have a chat with Anlan. The faction battle should start soon, so be prepared!" Moved by the fearless spirit of the chosen ones around him, Alexander spoke.
After saying that, he walked towards Anlan. Initially, no one dared to stop him. That was because, although he wore a cat mask, his aura mimicked that of a ghost king.
His attire was so iconic that he might as well have had Edward's name plastered on his forehead. Naturally, no one dared to interfere.
But now, Alexander had removed his deceptive mask, reverting to his normal appearance and making no effort to conceal his true aura. Just a Fierce-level chosen one! Instantly, the glares from a crowd of ghosts turned menacing.
