Chapter 61

 Theme: A fierce god

What can be more destructive than a god with the six gems of darkness at his disposal? All of them were organized in a flawless row at the hand of the god gauntlet that was forged by Seer Argon, the greatest sorcerer alive.

Rey Reed Smith stood with dignity in front of his people, the snow of Lamarck covering his body and bouncing off effortlessly. In this freezing temperature, none of the people dared to raise their heads or stand on their knees. They remained still on the snow even after Rey told them to stand, their faces kissing the snow out of respect for their god.

“Junk,” Rey faced the crazy she-wolf beside him, “tell them to raise.”

Junk growled, “Everyone, stand before your god.”

Reluctantly, they started raising one after the other.

“My lord,” Ariel called weakly, beaming as a new hope glinted in her face.

“What have