Chapter 1211: Wrath of The Zodiac Emperor

The patriarch's heart raced as he ascended to the highest point, his gaze fixated on Lyon Torga hovering above. His eyes widened in shock as he beheld the massive carcass of the Grand Bahamut sprawled beneath Lyon's feet. A shiver ran down his spine as he observed Lyon clutching what appeared to be a simple, unassuming staff.

"What is that..." The patriarch's voice trembled with awe and uncertainty as he struggled to comprehend the immense power emanating from the unassuming object. "Such tremendous aura from a poor-looking stick!"

His mind raced with questions, unable to reconcile the incongruity between the staff's humble appearance and the overwhelming energy it exuded. Yet, deep down, he sensed that there was more to this seemingly ordinary staff than met the eye.