"Listen! Our Barbarians Clan has lived in the Divine Altar Holy Land for hundreds of years. Our Magic Bracelet was taken. It doesn't matter. I'm still alive. As long as I'm alive, I will fight for our Barbarians Clan even if it costs my life!" The handsome man stepped onto a pile of rocks, faced tens of thousands before him, and passionately declared, "Today, our Barbarians Clan faces the threat of extinction. If we cannot leave here, we will perish. The so-called great faith is custom-made. As long as we protect our Barbarians Clan, one day, our clan's people will return! The Divine Altar Holy Land belongs to us!"
"Citizens of Barbarians Clan, I swear to you here. Today's shame, someday we will make the people of the Bright Church return it!" The handsome man roared loudly, his voice rolling like rumbling thunder, almost exploding in the ears of everyone present at the Divine Altar Forbidden Platform.
Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...
