At this moment, his eyes had turned completely black, his teeth sharp and fierce, his body emanating a bizarre and icy aura – the true state of a dark wizard!
No longer concealing his identity, Old Neil spoke in a hoarse voice,
"Prince Leo, as I understand, you've just taken over Jacques and even had a fallout with the old king! Are you sure, under these circumstances, you want another enemy?"
"It seems you have a significant power backing you," Leo asked with a smile.
"Of course!" Old Neil nodded affirmatively, convinced he had swayed Leo, and a smile crept onto his face.
"This is my domain, all here are my subjects! Their fate is mine to decide, no one else's, not even gods or the Demon King!"
Suddenly, Leo's smile vanished, replaced by a chilling voice.
Old Neil was slightly taken aback.
In his mind, Leo was just a rebellious prince, yet he spoke now with such domineering authority, almost kingly.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!