Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: The most insolent subordinate

"King of the North, Hulak, you're alive!" One by one, the marshals rose in shock and disbelief. The hundred princes standing at the back all furrowed their brows, abandoning their disciplined stances. Even Pythor widened his eyes to their fullest and stood up, utterly stunned, as though he had seen a ghost. Most of those present had witnessed The End of the World Day. They had seen firsthand what happened to Hulak and Morin through Jabba's live surveillance array. Those who hadn't been there had heard the tale from those who had. They clearly remembered seeing Hulak take a direct blow from the Supreme Lord's Shadow, watching his arm disintegrate. They had seen him near his end, only for a massive wyvern to descend and begin incinerating his body. At that moment, Jabba cut off the feed, stating that he respected his ancestor too much to watch further. Yet no one was more shocked and terrified than the special forces of the marshals standing on the rooftops. All of them abandoned their posts in disbelief; some stepped closer to get a better look at the newcomer, while others recoiled in fear. They had been there on The End of the World Day. They had felt the overwhelming power of the Dark Shadow, and had seen Hulak turn to ash before them, like a dry leaf set aflame. Just the sight of the Shadow had stopped their hearts and sent them fleeing eastward without a single backward glance. Since that day, they had never ventured beyond the eastern region. Some of them still suffered nightmares from that moment. How could the man who faced the Shadow still be alive? How could he now stand before them without a scratch?