Millions upon millions of people surrounded Darian's army, which was four to five times smaller. They advanced cautiously, all of them watching every single movement Darian made.
"Hahaha!" However, seeing all those enemies closing in, Darian raised his head and laughed. "A bunch of fools. You're being used, and you accept it like it's natural. Why would you care, right? Everyone here is easy prey, not even worth wasting time on."
Everyone knew that the demonic cocoon was using something to push them into killing each other. But they did not care in the slightest. Everyone believed this was an excellent opportunity.
Darian turned to his army and spoke slowly:
"We all came to this Convention looking for a chance to become stronger, so we could protect those we care about. But those who were at your side not long ago now see you as pawns, ants, and fools. But we know that even though a person's life can be as fragile as a piece of paper, a person must live like an unshakable stone."
