"This familiar aura, and that terrifying Power of Slaughter..."
In the golden City of the Sun, inside a church of the King of the Sun, several Sun Priests dressed in golden robes felt a stir in their hearts and looked up in the distance. "The Child of Slaughter has been born."
"With Power of Slaughter this terrifying, the one who has appeared this time is probably no ordinary Child of Slaughter..."
An old man with a deeply wrinkled face looked grave as he gazed into the distance. "This terrifying power has likely already surpassed the Mythic Domain and reached the level of a Demigod."
"All the Blood of Slaughter left by the God of Slaughter has been brought together!"
One of the King of the Sun's priests spoke, his face ashen.
"Don't worry."
Someone spoke in a low voice. His expression was equally dark, but he managed to remain calm. "From the looks of it, he doesn't seem to be coming for us."
"He's heading toward the desert, in the direction of the Arthur Empire."
"Judging by this, he's probably going after that prince!"
The Sun Priests present watched the direction Dulong had gone. They fell silent for a long while before finally speaking.
None of the priests were particularly surprised by this outcome.
It was only natural.
In the desert, the prince of the Arthur Empire used the divine name of the God of Slaughter.
Choosing the divine name "God of Slaughter" meant, to some extent, that he had set his sights on the God of Slaughter's divine office. He was about to challenge the God of Slaughter's authority, attempting to kick him from his throne and seize the power of slaughter.
Any member of the Slaughter Church or Child of Slaughter who learned of this would inevitably become