Chapter 1457
All the onlookers turned pale at the sight of the figure engulfed in flames.
However, they could not tell who the figure was.
"Master Atrus?" someone asked after some time.
All eyes were on the brilliant spiritual flames, flickering with emotion and doubt.
Wilbur sneered coldly, standing tall amidst the flames.
Elise and the others were all the more worried as they watched on.
Elise was particularly terrified, having broken the skin of her palm by digging her nails in too hard and drawing blood. She hardly even noticed that happened.
"Have you killed that reckless hooligan, Master Atrus?"
"Anyone who dares to challenge the authority of Westeria shall be taken down by the sentence of Master Atrus."
"Please show yourself, Master Atrus, so we can worship you!"
The crowd began to grow in excitement, chanting Atrus' name and flooding the air with his praises.
The people were certain that there was no way Atrus would lose, so he had to be the one who had survived the ba

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