Real Truth

As the death bowl shattered, the red smoke lost its source and began to perish, but instead of a loud bang, it was as if a white bomb detonate in the heart of red smoke, and like a brutal disease, white mist spread in the red smoke and made it vanish. And one more time, the white mist became the ruler of that zone.

Once again, nothing but white remained in Arash's view.

Arash, who was happy with all his being that no one found out his identity, was just waiting for the system notification to introduce the leader.

Things, however, were not good at all for the rest.

Simara had not yet lost the redness of her face and her eyes were still gazing at her idol.

Gabrian and Ziba looked at Simara enviously and were jealous of her position.

Grendel Immortal's manners may not have been the best, but it wouldn't negate the fact that he belonged to the outstanding Immortal household.

a household that had been part of council leaders for man

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