An Underworlder slave walked obsequiously ahead, leading the way for the four Stigma Sorcerers.
"Master, just ahead is the city of the Underworlders, controlled by the King of the Subterranean, who allegedly wields the power to summon deities."
Snap!
Taking a bite of the sour fruit mysteriously found from the Underground Space by Xiao Ba and the Enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird, beneath the Green Truth Mask, Green's dual-colored eyes gazed into the distance at the giant city a hundred times more magnificent than the fortress destroyed a few hourglasses ago.
The city was in a state of utmost preparedness, armed to the teeth, with countless Underworlders constantly being shuffled around. Everyone cast fearful eyes towards the four dreadful, world-annihilating presences approaching from the distant darkness, trembling instinctively.
If it weren't for the figure in the city center, high in the sky, empowered by two intertwined World Masters, this city might have already disbanded.
