So here came the question.

If this Great Marshal was an imposter, where was the real one?

What happened to him?

Everyone turned simultaneously in the direction of the bottom of Bloodshot Valley, a chill running down their spines.

“Let's go!” Not daring to waste any more time, Sole Wolf hurriedly climbed down the valley.

Others who had also realized how serious the situation was climbed downward without hesitation as well.

At the bottom of Bloodshot Valley, Zeke was still trapped within Fortuna's barrier because he hadn't thought of a way to escape.

Quasar was leading the Fourth Branch of the Netherworld to guard Zeke.

However, they weren't exactly on guard because they were very sure that Zeke could never escape Fortuna's barriers.

Curled up beside the barrier, Jacob would absorb some Fortuna every now and then and every time the creature absorbed Fortuna, its body would grow bigger.

Zeke could not imagine how much the creature had absorbed to grow to the size it was now.

He had never felt that anxious his whole life.

He didn't dare to think what atrocities Warren would do as the latter impersonated him.

Right then, Zeke suddenly noticed a black spot on the barriers of Fortuna.


It was an unusual sight because the barriers of Fortuna were the purest milky white color without any impurities.

How was the black spot formed?

This meant that Fortuna was starting to lose its power because someone had done harm to it.

The first person to come into Zeke's mind was Warren.

Damn it! Warren must have used the name of the Great Marshal to do whatever he wanted and steal Fortuna!

Feeling anxious, Zeke wished he could kill Warren at that moment.

“Please save us, Great Marshal!”

“Please save us, Great Marshal!”

All of a sudden, a cry for help sounded in Zeke's mind.

What was that sound?

Zeke hurriedly looked around him.

However, he didn't notice anything unusual.

Am I hallucinating?

“Please save us, Great Marshal!”

“Eurasia cannot function without you, Great Marshal!”

“Please help us, Great Marshal!”

Sounds of pleas struck Zeke's mind one after another.

There were more than hundreds of thousands of pleas!

Zeke's head throbbed from the pain.

At the same time, he noticed that the Fortuna barriers were slightly shaking.

He realized that his emotions were resonating with Fortuna.

Fortuna was held together by the consciousness of millions of Eurasians.

Since he could resonate with it, he could hear the inner voices of the people.

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