Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

425: Hestia: I hope that man is His Highness Rhine❤

In the southern part of the mortal world, Griffith's Ridge, crimson oak forest.

Among the mountains where the cold wind howls, there is a paradise hidden among the mountains.

This is the place where the flying fragments of divinity fell when the evil god of the Netherworld [Color■] was torn apart and devoured by the ancient dragon princess thousands of years ago.

The fragments polluted the mountains and veins with netherworld corruption, but the polluted mountains did not turn into a human hell.

Or even quite the opposite...

At this time, in this forest with colorful red leaves falling, under the crimson ancient tree with tangled roots in the center of the forest.

A fierce battle, right

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