Chapter 1280: Chapter 1280 1280: Attacking a med-belt Empire

"Y-.Yes, Master." the soul creature Pythor muttered in a guttural, hollow voice, barely more than a whisper - yet it carried the weight of cold inevitability. Without haste or hesitation, he began to step forward, each movement deliberate, each step reverberating like the toll of a distant war drum.

"What the hell is this!" the Palace Guard Commander recoiled in horror, eyes wide, his heart seizing in a sudden grip of dread.