"And the Empire, just you wait!"
"One day, I will destroy all of you!"
Outside the small town, a young man wearing a cloak looked at the gradually flourishing small town and said fiercely.
If there were students from the Saint Laurent Magic Academy here, they would definitely be able to recognize that he was Siba!
But at this moment, underneath Siba's appearance was the soul of the God of Death.
The once handsome youth had now turned pale due to his injuries.
Coupled with the fact that he often used the dark magic of the God of Death, his body also carried a sinister and terrifying aura.
His cold gaze swept across the residents of the town before he walked out of the town.
'Wait for my blood sacrifice to be completed!'
'Everything... will be different!'
He secretly thought to himself, and his hands unconsciously clenched.
The God of Death thought that no one could do what he did