Hearing that, Marcia could not help but frown. As far as she knew, since the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Clan was killed by Rocky, the clan had been quiet and did not do anything. However, it was strange that such a mysterious master, who was more powerful than an advanced spiritual master, was sent to the Holy Dragon Empire all of a sudden to prevent the new emperor from taking over the throne, and to demand the empire submit to the Heavenly Demon Clan.
"Our Holy Dragon Empire will no longer submit to any clan of the spiritual race. The Heavenly Demon Clan can just keep on dreaming!" Bryant taunted loudly.
"It's not your decision to make. From now on, I'm in charge of the Holy Dragon Empire. Those who obey me will prosper, while those who resist me will perish!" the figure in the red robe announced as he looked around the crowd, hands raised.
"Nonsense!" Bryant snapped. He turned to his companions and said, "Elders and General Marcia, let's all join hands and work together to take him down!" Despite his injury, Bryant still maintained his power and wouldn't let the red-robed figure get whatever he wanted. He immediately sought the aid of Marcia and the elders of the royal family.
The elders were aware of the red-robed figure's immense power. Unless they joined hands, no one stood a chance against him. And so, they all nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, Marcia took out her spiritual weapon and was ready to fight.
"It appears I'll have to teach you all a hard lesson. Otherwise, you'll never know how powerful I truly am!" the figure in red exclaimed viciously.
All the people who witnessed this quickly retreated since they knew that this fight would be huge. Any area within a thousand meters of the fight would be turned into a battlefield. Lance stood protectively over Isis and her son in front of the Lofty Dragon Hall.
All at once, Bryant, Marcia, and several elders of the royal family rushed towards the figure in red.
"Come on!" the red figure taunted as evil energy instantly burst from his body. A freezing wind blew fiercely within a few hundred meters from him.
Bryant, Marcia, an
tire square below it.
Quickly, the shadows that laid siege on the square let out howls like injured wolves. The brilliant glow of the divine light caused them to dissipate into thin air. The previously possessed humans now appeared to wake up from their bloodlust-filled trance all at once.
Soon, everyone's eyes were fixed on the black flame figure that still held the divine light in its hands. Against the vibrant colors, the figure appeared even more conspicuous.
"You're finally here? I've been waiting for you for so long," the figure in red cackled wildly once he saw the figure in the black flame.
"Basil!" Marcia cried out.
Isis and Lena trembled upon hearing his name.
Both the figure in black and the figure in red landed in the middle of the square at the same time, facing each other. Bryant, Marcia, and the several elders stood by on the side but didn't make a move.
At that moment, everyone's attention shifted to the figure in black. Soon, appalling evil energy began to emanate from his entire body. He looked like an evil king, one that was no weaker than the figure in red that stood before him.
Despite the black flame figure wearing a mask, Marcia's resounding cry made it known to everyone that he was Prince Crimson of the Holy Dragon Empire. He had just killed thousands of members of the spiritual race and was now wanted by all the spiritual race clans of the Wild Spirit Land.