When his warning hit, the room fell into an silence.
No one dared to speak or challenge him further. His words carried a weight that went beyond simple authority—they were backed by his status as the strongest and most feared being in existence.
In the end, everyone signed the agreement. The act itself was more for appearances than genuine deal, but the unspoken threat behind Draven's presence left little room for defiance.
If anyone dared to abandon the alliance, he'd personally hunt them down and make them regret it.
Whether he would actually follow through didn't matter. The fear he instilled was enough to keep everyone in line.
When the meeting concluded, the attendees began to walk out of the room, their footsteps echoing in the now-quiet chamber.
Reign shifted in his seat, preparing to stand and leave. He wanted to return to farming and break through to Demon God Level, but a firm voice stopped him in his tracks.
