Not to mention Heavenly Lake.
This mountain range stretching hundreds of miles was declared by Atlas Ashmount to belong to the Holy Land of Endless Mountains, and no one dared voice a single objection.
This was the privilege of the strong.
Absolute authority. Absolute right to speak.
"Master," Isolde Stonebridge stepped closer and spoke softly, "this man claims to be from the Verdant Lantern Empire, but according to my knowledge… he should also be a member of the Blood Tavern."
"Oh?" Atlas Ashmount chuckled lightly.
"So they're from the Blood Tavern."
"They've developed quite well in Skyreach Territory during my years of seclusion. Apart from the vanished Ethan, there's even such a young Supreme."
As he spoke, Atlas Ashmount narrowed his eyes, carefully sizing Zeon up from head to toe.
"Are you from the Blood Tavern?"
"Yes," Zeon replied calmly.
"But does that conflict with my identity as someone from the Verdant Lantern Empire?"
