Holy Light Empire.
Within the Royal Mausoleum.
Hearing the increasingly clear whispers in his mind, Amon fell into a long silence.
After a long while.
He finally asked hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"
"Kill!"
"Kill them all without leaving a trace, kill until rivers of blood flow, kill until the world is turned upside down!"
The overwhelming murderous intent in the voice made even Amon shudder!
"All living beings are the foundation of the Magic World Will and its source of power."
"As long as we kill all the creatures, the Magic World Will will become a water without a source and can no longer resist our power!"
"You are too extreme," Amon frowned and said.
"Extreme?" The voice laughed, as if it had heard the funniest joke.
"In terms of extremes, am I even comparable to you?"
