A dark iron wall stood before everyone, casting its shadow over them all as if their souls were being entangled by some unknown force.
A pair of bell-sized eyes looked down upon all living things, and an invisible pressure bore down on everyone present. Even without releasing any spiritual energy, the Monarch Rank aura was overwhelming, showing not the slightest trace of restraint.
Only a handful of monarchs were known to exist at present, and with this one entirely shrouded in darkness, its true face remained unseen. The other spirits therefore guessed that its true identity was the Night Elder of the northern lands—a massive shadow Wolf King.
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