Chapter 125. To be King

Third pov

Almost immediately, the air thickened, suffocating, the casual atmosphere from a moment ago vanished

completely.

Everyone’s eyes widened, their hearts dropping to the pit of their stomachs as they stared at Verek, the man they all feared.

Thud. Thud. Thud. The sound of knees hitting the floor echoed through the throne room. The Red Succubi, the Blue-Haired Slayer, the Shadow, all dangerous, all feared, fell to one knee at the same time before the man standing at the entrance.

Their bodies trembled, hands extended forward as they greeted him.

“Greetings, Lord Verek, leader of the rogues. We, the Four Reapers, pay our respects.”

They chanted in unison.

Verek’s lips slowly curved into a deliberate grin as he observed them for a moment before walking toward the throne, his second-in-command, Henry, trailing behind with an unreadable expression.

Verek walked casually, steps slow, his voice slicing through the air. As