On the night of August 31, all 287 people gathered in the main hall of Hunting Castle...
There were no fluorescent stone lamps in the hall. Instead, there were more primitive torches made from animal fat, staining everyone's faces crimson.
After Zhang Tie announced that the Devil Race's super legion would launch a surprise attack on Ampton City tomorrow, everyone in the hall cried out in alarm.
The news was simply too shocking.
Zhang Tie then took the opportunity to reveal Le Bu's arrangements for them tomorrow. After their exclamations, they began panting heavily, bloodthirsty light gleaming from their eyes.
Several barrels of liquor were carried in. Zhang Tie casually ran his hand over several barrels, then picked one up himself and poured a bowl for himself. He passed the barrel down afterward, letting everyone fill a bowl.
Before long, everyone in the hall had raised their cups.
"Once tomorrow is past, half the land of the Blakerson Human Corridor will fall under the rule of our Three-Eyed Society. In the future, you will all be the rulers of this land, with endless wealth and beauties to enjoy. Come, let us drink to tomorrow's victory!"
Zhang Tie drained his bowl in one gulp. The others, their beast blood boiling from excitement, also drank their liquor one after another.
Seeing that every one of them had drunk, Zhang Tie sighed and sat down. The combination of the Phantom Body Bloodline, the secret arts of the Blood Soul Temple, and the abilities of the Castle of Black Iron was simply too terrifying—it allowed him to do many things he would never even have dared imagine.
"Why is Young Master sighing?" Hani, his face flushed red, sat just below Zhang Tie and could not help asking.
"Alas. Of all things you could do,