Chapter 952: Talent Galore

At the border where North and South met in the Cutmore Kingdom, a monumental wall loomed, and the ground beneath it swarmed with people. The Heavenly Court was in its prime. Arrayed in perfect ranks, a sea of black stretched for miles like a dark tide across the land. The spectacle took the breath away. This great assembly was not marching to war. It had gathered to welcome one man: the Heavenly Court's Sacred Lord, Frank Yale. "I did a quick reading-kid's about to blow up." Lance Shayle stood...