[Glorious Ruins], the [Impostor] race's Divine Court.
The countless believers who worshipped the great [Mother of Darkness] showed no unease at the brutality of the war. Instead, they grew ever more fanatical—to defend the dignity of the [Mother of Darkness], they would rush to their deaths without hesitation.
Yet a furious aura suddenly spilled out from the palace of the Divine Court.
The faithful fell prostrate on the ground in terror.
"Great [Mother of Darkness], please calm your anger. Whoever the enemy may be, we shall tear them apart!"
"Those who offend our god's dignity shall face judgment in the fires of hell!"
"Fight, fight, fight!"
The faithful were indeed loyal, endearing subjects... expendables. But their loyalty did nothing to abate the anger permeating the Divine Court.
Inside the palace, [Aroshi] sat on the spider throne in a magnificent black-and-purple gown, her divine eyes gazing coldly upon the world.
Eerie green flames illuminated the many Chosen gathered within the gloomy hall.
"Reilly is dead," [Aroshi] said slowly.
Her voice struck the Chosen's ears like thunder, making their expressions shift... Reilly might not have ranked among the Chosen, but that did not mean he lacked strength within the [Impostor] race.
His faith in the [Mother of Darkness] simply had yet to meet the standard of absolute loyalty required of the Chosen... but he was close. Within the next century, Reilly would surely have become one of the [Mother of Darkness]'s Chosen.
"His killer bears the aura of the ancient [Emperor Sha'an]."
The [Mother of Darkness]'s next words sent another great wave surging through the Chosen's hearts!
[Emperor Sha'an] was an ancient being who had long since transcended the [Glorious Ruins], and the tradition he had left behind, the [Primordial Demon Cult], was one of the foremost demonic cultivation sects among its