Am I lost?
Mauser's words were so powerful.
Every word was like a heavy hammer, knocking hard on the heart of Golden King.
This was the only weakness in his heart.
What the four holy kings wanted to achieve was the ultimate dream of mages. It was the ultimate dream of any mage.
And this dream must be fulfilled by a successor.
This heir was the key.
At this moment, Golden King's body trembled slightly.
Even in the face of the three grand sorcerers, he had not shaken, but now he was shaking.
After a short moment of anger
"Hahaha!"
Golden King laughed suddenly. "Interesting! Mauser, you are the same as before! It was so interesting!
Do you want to say that you will win whether he is alive or dead since he is on your side?"
"Isn't it?" Mauser gasped hardly, but his tone showed no sign of weakness.
He sneered, "What a pity! I feel sorry for you four holy kings.
It was only one step away from your dream, but you could not realize it anyway.