High in the sky, a young man stood at the head of the group, clad in gilded royal robes. His bearing was supremely arrogant, his handsome face chillingly cold.
The black wings on his back fluttered lightly as he looked down from above, coldly regarding Joy Boy beneath the city walls and the densely packed Knights as though they were ants.
He was the sixth prince, one of the strongest among the Great Kingdom's newly ascended Divine Race!
The sixth prince's eyes were icy, his face full of disdain. He spoke casually, his voice dripping with contempt and mockery.
"You're Joy Boy? The wild monkey running around beguiling people, throwing royal lands into chaos, and inciting ants to rebel?"
Joy Boy's gaze cooled slightly, but he nodded without hesitation. "I am Joy Boy."
"I only want to free the slaves."
"Your royal family has spent years exploiting the people, enslaving everyone, and murdering the innocent. I'm going to bring you down."
"Hahaha! How utterly ridiculous!"
The sixth prince abruptly burst into derisive laughter, his eyes filled with utter contempt. His words were vicious and cutting, devoid of any warmth.
"A mere beast dares spout nonsense before me."
"You lowly ants, following some strange beast into rebellion-you hardly deserve to be called human. What hopeless fools!"
The insult struck everyone present like a blade of ice!
From high above, the sixth prince's degrading words were like a raging flame, igniting everyone's fury!
Fresh from victory and brimming with morale, the members of the Holy Knights and the resistance fighters who had joined the uprising all seethed with rage. They glared at the black-winged members of the Divine Race in the sky, giving no regard whatsoever to these royal freaks who had suddenly appeared.
They had fought their way out of desperation