"Hmph, I remind you to be cautious here, and don't forget that there are still Divine Spirits in this domain. Although they have fallen into a slumber, once they awaken, both you and I will die here. We don't have Arthur's bloodline," he warned.
"Rest assured, those useless Divine Spirits are no match for my master. As long as we summon my master's projection, they will be nothing but ants. Then, you will become a true commander of the world," the shadow spoke with a terrifyingly seductive power, luring the man in black into the fantasy he wove.
At that moment, he truly felt like the King of the World, crushing everyone who opposed him, looked down on him, or humiliated him underfoot. The satisfaction that came from the soul made him feel as if his spirit was floating in the air.
It took him a long while to snap out of that state, and soon, his eyes flickered with the flames of desire. He couldn't wait for the day to come.
"Good, I shall hasten my actions," he said fervently.