End of the War

"How dare you say something like that? I'm from the dragon race. You have no right to judge my actions." Julzreon tried his best to stand up.

But no matter how many times he tried, the result was the same.

He failed!

He even could not move his body an inch because the pressure was so heavy.

"Young lord!" Julzreon's maids and generals tried to stand up, but they failed, too.

'How can a human have such power?'

They had faced countless Master rank or 3-star awakeners before, but none of them were as strong as Ren.

It was as if Ren was not from the human race but the divine race, especially when they saw him sitting on the throne with countless golden knights under his command.

"Julzreon, you attack Nightshire City, kill its citizens and destroy their houses." Ren spoke and paused for a second before he continued, "Your sin is too heavy and can't be forgiven. I sentence you to death."