Predictor

The event ended successfully. The leader ended the prayer by asking for forgiveness from the Almighty and repenting. By the time it ended, the sun had already risen to the horizon and the birds chirped harmonically in the air.

“Thank you for everything.” Salam shook Malikul’s hand with a fresh face.

“Thank you as well.” He said the same thing.

Shadow simply bobbed her head at them all.

Salam and his friends bid them farewell after dropping a bomb that they hadn’t expected.

Apparently, this cemetery was casually visited by religious people to pray for those fallen warriors. Each one of them recited the warrior names that were etched on the massive wall, praying for them. And all of them were highly related to Shadow, their former emperor.

Shadow constantly viewed them as a dense society. That was because their mental capacity was lower than Shadow's. Still, she had overseen something. They might be lacking in Shadow’s standard but the Underworld people were filled with talented people