"Our sect's goal is to eliminate all the demonic wizards! Got it!" the girl shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Alright," Aur chuckled.
"What was that chuckle for? We will just cut off all those ambitious people, then," the girl's expression gradually turned ferocious.
This was her vision, their goal for centuries, the only reverse scale of her. For these noble goals, she would be willing to sacrifice everything just to achieve these.
Now, someone dared to say these things; how could she endure?
Aur just smiled. "If you cut off the ambition of people, then your sect will be annihilated sooner or later. Even if you have the strength to suppress all the people of the world, then the human race will perish."
