"Instructions from the king..."

The noon sun fell straight from the ceiling of the main temple, shining on the majestic sculpture of the main god, leaving no obvious shadows. Hearing the keen question from the leader of the Black Wolf Army, Yao Lin, the king's envoy, suddenly felt a thump in his heart. He tried his best to maintain the calm on his face, but his thoughts surged like waves, and his eyes flickered.

"Messenger Yao Lin, what is the king's will?"

Hei Lang's eyes sharpened. he

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