Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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The Cold Prince stood on an Underworld Monarch Frog in his long robe. He was staring at Northguard Fortress in the distance.
"Master, don't worry, the Sphinx is going to destroy the wall very soon." Unas stood beside him with an alluring smile.
The Cold Prince remained still. Orange Ghost was standing behind him as his bodyguard, together with several respectful Blue Deacons.
"I need more hate to obtain enough power!" Cold Prince stated.
The entire North Valley would be brimming with hatred by now if it wasn't for the Great Wall. The strength of evil faith was going to pour into his body like a heavenly spring.
"There was a little accident, but the outcome is still going to be the same," Unas said.
The Cold Prince turned around and stared at Unas.
If his face wasn't ruined, it might be possible...
There's our boy, delusions firmly in place.