Chapter 153: The Toppling of Thrones, The Arrival of Two Masters

The demonic aura, thick with the stench of blood and decay, billowed from Cole Jauncy’s corpse. The black, writhing energy that had once been his life force now coalesced into a phantom-like shadow above the stage, letting out a silent, soul-wrenching scream. The entire Royal Arena was plunged into a tomb-like silence, broken only by the sharp, echoing sound of Edward Showyer’s deliberate applause. That single sound acted as a signal, a catalyst for the chaos that had been brewing just beneath...