"The Watcher is so powerful! The destructive power of this move has exceeded my understanding of the Silver Supreme level... cough cough!"

Witnessing Francis blow up the centipede, Tyrant Crocodile gasped, only to be choked by a putrid stench.

"Tear!"

Blood splattered, and bits of flesh flew everywhere.

He pulled the greatsword from the desert worm's body, shook off the blood sacrifice on it, and respectfully served it to the side, performing his duty as a guard for Lord Francis.

Being loyal to the clan leader, Tyrant Crocodile was delighted by the powerful strength of his master.

His eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a cold light, as he swept over a group of powerful figures with complex expressions, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

As long as the Lord maintains his status as the strongest force in Titan City, the previous plan will take effect. After the Demon God's followers withdraw, a secret push will be made, and the Lord, in accordance with the will of the people, will become the Lord of Titan City, taking control of the power that has been dormant in Titan City for hundreds of years.

Using this as a springboard, they ascended to the political stage of the Southern Duchy, received noble titles, and their future was bright!

With these thoughts in mind, the stern expression on the crocodile's face softened somewhat.

"Damn it, Francis has gotten stronger again. This burst of power is at least at the ninth level of human limits!"

"He... he might really... surpass his predecessors and possess twelve human limits! Shouldn't our elders' attitude be appropriate?"

"Hmph, Black Rock, don't you know the secrets? Your proposal is unnecessary to explain. How could we, the elders who have been in charge for over a hundred years, compromise with him!"

Some of the elders of the Tulip family had a spiritual exchange. Several elders were quite excited. They glanced at the calm Francis in secret, then looked away, their expressions uncertain.

The conflict between the Presbyterian Church and Francis was so sharp that it was almost irreconcilable.

One side prioritizes its own interests, forming a conservative party by allying with other families in Titan City. The other side, led by Francis, is the reformist party, which wants to bring Titan City back under the jurisdiction of the Southern Duchy in exchange for abundant political wealth, thereby gaining a foothold in the political arena, securing the opportunity of the Golden Road, and ultimately benefiting Titan City!

"Return to normalcy, get back on track!"

Francis turned his head. His short, flaxen hair was a little dry, and his pair of emerald green eagle eyes carried an imposing aura that was hard to look directly at!

Behind them lay the remains of demonic insects, their blood staining the ground. Even the elite of the inferior demon race had perished on this battlefield.

"Yes, sir."

The crocodile was the first to offer a respectful greeting, saying that he was able to awaken his potential entirely thanks to the Lord's blessing.

Despite inexplicably losing to the little fox in the first battle of awakening his potential...

But he...

He didn't seem angry at all; in fact, he seemed ashamed of his harsh words before leaving.

He didn't know why, but deep down he felt that this was wrong and despicable behavior.

"Snap!"

As everyone withdrew from the northern battlefield, suddenly, a thin film of ice crystals shattered outside the newly opened battlefield!

Like glass, it cracked with hundreds of marks, and finally, unable to withstand the pressure, it shattered into pieces!

"This...is a boundary wall!"

A knowledgeable magician stared wide-eyed, gripped his staff tightly, and exclaimed in horror.

However, as the fragile barrier collapsed, a series of sharp, sudden sounds rang out, and more than a dozen magical letters flapped their wings and came into view.

"A plea for... a plea for help! Wasn't it said that the first wave of attacks was defeated and the demons collapsed on their own?!"

"A plea for help! Damn it, these cunning demons dare to disregard the agreement made by the Norse gods! They've erected a barrier to block communication!"

"Stop talking nonsense and go provide support! The previous support team might have been wiped out!"

The group of powerful figures panicked, but soon all their eyes fell on the leader at the head.

Putting aside Francis's ferocious fighting prowess, his ability to organize a group of powerful individuals to open up a battle line, distribute resources, and resist the demonic attack in such a short time is enough to earn everyone's trust (profit is the primary concern).

Not to mention, Francis's schemes are terrifying; any family he targets will be severely punished!

"The entire defense line is now in your hands! After suppressing the demons, convene a meeting of all leaders at the Purple Vine Garden!"

Francis left those words behind, then transformed into a bolt of lightning, following a winged letter, and hurried off!

"Huff!"

A bolt of lightning unleashed a hurricane, but the handsome man, clad in thunder armor, remained calm, as if he had expected it all along.

As dusk fell, a slight smile curved his clear lips.

The Demon God's Familiar seems to be rather untrustworthy...

"this……"

The group of powerful individuals exchanged glances, and the next moment, following the magical letters attached to their family crests, they rushed to provide support!

"boom!"

As everyone was astonished, in the distant twilight, a beam of light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the phantom of a magnificent temple!

"Then, what is that?!"

"This sacred aura! Even from a great distance, I can sense a terrifying burst of power!"

"It's... a powerful human from the shadows has made a move! No, that's not right, could it be Bishop Nord of the Divine Court! He's still alive!!"

The powerful figures who were preparing to aid the family were once again stunned. They gazed at the pillar of light that pierced through the twilight barrier in the distance, and the phantom of the temple that appeared there, which made the atmosphere even more impressive!

...

"The Temple, dispelling darkness, represented the dawn of humanity tens of thousands of years ago... Could it be... a sage! A level above bishops, Nord has actually taken this step! The God of Dreams has awakened, responding to his call?!"

After a single weakening spell shattered the ambush of hundreds of cleavers, Batul witnessed the strange phenomenon erupt and exclaimed in surprise!

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