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Chapter 832

The Eight Warlords from the Whalen Brigade all froze.

Hades, the Dark Monarch?

Was this half-human, half-dragon the reputable Hades, the Dark Monarch? Didn’t he just say he was the person they were looking for?

Could it be…?

Their bodies trembled at the thought of such a possibility.

How was that possible? Why would the king of the Northern Frontier reside in a small city and own an insignificant company?

Frederick sighed helplessly. "Didn't I tell you not to address me as Hades when outsiders are around?"

"It doesn't matter. They're dead anyway," Phoenix said as she looked up, smiling.

Frederick nodded. “That's true.”

First Warlord became furious when he heard that.

"I don't care who you are! Even if you're Hades, you're no match for us!" he yelled darkly.

"Hmm? Is that so?" Frederick chuckled.

He then took a step forward.

All it took was one step for them to feel a majestic pressure.

Boom!

The ground collapsed.

The Eight Warlords’ expression changed drastically. The
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