Chapitre 503: Ascension

Twenty minutes later.

A hidden underground prison was as lively and bustling as a bazaar.

In the spreading chaos, demons invaded the city, guards abandoned their posts, and criminals were joyfully rising in rebellion.

With torches held high, the prisoners lit their clothes and sheets, sawed through the bars of their cages, broke their shackles, and set off a carnival in the prison.

And on the high stage where dozens of desks were set up in the center of countless noise and screaming, someone was preaching passionately.

"Fellows!" the person shouted with an old voice. "We meet here today, working together to fight against Ludovic's oppression! We have paid such a great price and made such a great sacrifice! We need to remember this moment of victory!"

"Victory! Victory!" the reveling prisoners shouted back. "The moment of victory!"

"So, is it for money, glory, or rights?"