The Red Mage King looked eerily toward the throne where Alexander and the Abyss Lord were.
The brutality and cold-bloodedness in his gaze made one feel as the Red Mage King was not looking at the King and the Ancient Path of Hell's Sect Master but a dish on a dining table.
This feeling made Alexander very uncomfortable, but he knew that this was not the time for him to make enemies out of the Mage Kings.
In the vast palace, Alexander's voice rang out, "According to our agreement, the evil god ritual will be starting in another three days' time. How are your preparations?"
The Red Mage King did not reply. He stood there like a wild beast, continuously scanning the two men at the throne with his eyes.
The Black Mage King grinned and said, "Everyone here possesses Sudden Inspiration and can sense it, right? That b*stard Fang Xingjian has already entered the city."
