Although the atmosphere of the banquet was lively and the participants weren't wearing sorrowful looks, instead chatting and laughing, there was a faint yet unshakeable sadness in the depths of everyone's eyes.
This sadness stemmed from the grief of losing comrades and the doubt in their faith from being used as bait and cast aside.
It's like a wave of passionate blood crashing against a cold stone wall.
But at this moment, heavy footsteps echoed from a distance, and everyone turned to see a tall figure slowly walking onto the stage.
At the sight of that figure, the air seemed to freeze; everyone held their breath involuntarily.
With hair like a lion's mane, it was the King of Slaughter!
No one expected a Celestial King to arrive today!
The King of Slaughter, who commanded the army, held an unparalleled position in the military. He himself symbolized the God of War and was held in the highest regard by every soldier!
