Atlas coughed, shook his head, and boomed loudly, "We came on orders of the lord to kill the embers of the phantom cultivators! The previous leader of the Limerents made a deal with you, and the people of Mystia would kill the phantom cultivators in Mystia."He declared, "We do not need that anymore. We have decided to take things into our own hands, so please let us through, or…"Before Atlas could finish, the room in the projection was filled with a deadly aura. "You insolent cur! Your lord's orders mean nothing! "Since the gods' establishment, the emperor has always been inferior to them! Even he kneels to the gods when he speaks! How dare you bring his order up to me!"He ordered sternly, "Leave. My patience grows thin, so do not make me repeat myself again!" The warden did not even bother looking at Atlas. He had nothing but disdain for the old man.Atlas did not look happy at all, and his soldiers would not stand for this. They would fight this warden even if he were a god.
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