Chapter 2560

They were high up in the sky under the moonlight. Even at midnight, Isaac could see the man 600 feet away, dressed in a purple-red robe fluttering in the wind.

A subtle, almost imperceptible sense of dread emanated from him.

Looking down again, Sevyn had long disappeared without a trace.

"Who are you?" Isaac raised his right hand, positioning the Skyrend Sword in front of him, as golden spiritual energy surged from his power core.

"Who am I?" The man in the purple-red robe looked up at the moon and couldn't help but repeat.

He then laughed heartily. "I'm the ruler of the Kingdom of Vriweth. They call me... the King!"

Isaac was startled. He never expected that the first person he would meet upon entering the Royal City would be the King.

In the next moment, he began to surge all of his spiritual energy. An overwhelming pressure emanated from him, spreading over a radius of several miles.

His grand display went completely unnoticed by ordinary people.

However, the experts in var