Chapter 37: A True Man Should Be Like This!

The Immortal Kings of Galaxio were monstrous in their prime. Tens of thousands of them, none who had not walked the orthodox immortal path. In this world, any one of them could have stomped a planet flat. But they had only their Divine Souls left, no bodies. Compared to when they had flesh, their strength was a pale shadow. Letting one or two out would not be enough. Four or five might do. Still, letting out too few meant if they mutinied, the competition to oust him would be small-lethally small...