First Seat!
When this title was uttered by the Shadow King, Bologue's fiery blood turned cold. His eyes were fixed on the figure grasping the Great Scythe, a profound sense of oppression and a chilling aura of death spreading endlessly.
Bologue suddenly felt inexplicably absurd, like a headless fly that stumbled into the strife between legends.
The continuation of war.
This was not just the continuation of a secret war, but also the continuation of the struggle between the First Seat and the Second Seat. Since collaborating with the Order Bureau, Oubos was no longer a restricted area for the King's Secret Swords. To seize this opportunity to eliminate the root cause, the First Seat personally infiltrated.
Just to slay the Shadow King and correct a mistake.
"No... damn it."
