The island was illuminated by only a few dozen torches, which flickered and swayed in the sea breeze like demons dancing. In the torchlight, thousands of followers scattered across the island could be seen clearly.These followers were dressed exactly like what Remus had seen before. Most of them wore black robes and had hoods on their heads, while their faces were covered with masks. They walked quickly, with their heads down, moving with a sense of urgency.Of course, there were exceptions. In front of each team was someone wearing a red robe, leading the way.Looking down on the Island of the Monarch from above, one could see columns of people moving like centipedes, all heading toward the square behind Monarch Palace.In the middle of the square, a platform that was 100 feet tall had been constructed, with a large torch burning at the top. However, the light from the flame only illuminated a small area.More and more believers were gathering in the square. About ten minutes la

The dense crowd of 500 people moved along grandly. It was a bizarre scene on the ocean's surface at night. Beneath the waves, schools of fish scattered in all directions. Everywhere they passed was devoid of life.Meanwhile, on the Island of the Monarch, the Dark Saintess raised her hands and called out devoutly, "Dark Deity!"The elders and thousands of followers repeated her words and actions. After that, they all sat down cross-legged, with their eyes closed, not saying another word.Their posture resembled the meditation practices of Darsia's cultivators. However, since they all had their heads bowed, it seemed more like they were engaged in some kind of strange ritual.…Remus was still moving quickly above the sea, and suddenly, he remembered someone he had long forgotten—Ruby.In the past, traveling between the Island of the Monarch and Darsia was done by riding Ruby, but ever since Remus entered Chaos' domain, Ruby had disappeared.But Remus thought that perhaps not reac