The moment King Balam entered the center of the Altar, countless streaks of Bloodlight surged into his body. He threw back his head and let out a roar as his body was rapidly strengthened, and at the same time, his Ability was activated.
After his Ability activated, King Balam suddenly heard countless voices. Logically, with so many voices, they should have been a jumbled mess, impossible to make out clearly.
Yet strangely, King Balam could hear every single voice with perfect clarity—they were the voices of countless people cursing him. There were citizens of the Main Star, viewers from the Empire, Earthlings watching for entertainment, and countless resentful souls who had died unjustly.
"Die! Die! Balam, go die!"
This was the curse King Balam heard most often. He felt as if he were going mad. Covering his ears, he roared, "Stop cursing me! I am the King of the Empire! Whoever dares curse me, I'll have their entire family wiped out!"
Unfortunately, it was useless. Even with his ears covered, King Balam could still hear those curses. He was utterly enraged and began attacking wildly in every direction. With one punch, he blasted the massive Altar apart, sending dust flying everywhere.
"What's going on?"
Andrew's livestream camera had been fixed on the Altar. Earlier, King Balam had sacrificed guards, servants, and concubines, drawing furious curses from countless viewers. Naturally, some had gloated as well. Serves you people right for helping a tyrant commit evil. You got what you deserved, didn't you?
But why was King Balam doing this? And why had he entered the Altar? Most importantly, why had the Altar collapsed?
Just as the viewers were baffled, a gigantic figure suddenly charged out from the ruins. Then, the figure slammed both fists heavily into the ground. With a boom,