The Man's Decree

"I don't think it's them. Everyone, be careful!" Renault warned, furrowing his brow slightly. Before long, the approaching footsteps grew louder, mingling with grumbles.

"What in the world is this place? It appears so vibrant with lush greenery and a pleasant environment, yet it curiously lacks any signs of life. Throughout the journey, not only did we find nothing, but we even lost two of our members!" someone grumbled.

Hearing that, both Jared and Cloud exchanged a glance. By listening to the voice, they realized that the newcomer was Zordey. Behind Zordey were at least a dozen individuals.

All of these individuals had been meandering without a clear purpose on the small island before coming together temporarily. It was due to Zordey's power and the substantial number of people with him that they naturally gravitated toward him as their focal point.

"Mr. Zupakie, look ahead!" someone suddenly shouted. “An altar! I can't believe we found an altar. There must be something good here!" someone else chimed in excitedly. They attempted to run to the altar, but Zordey stopped them.

an altar emerges. None of us can say for certain if it's a potential trap. However, allow me to clarify from the outset that any treasures we discover here will be

"Of course, Mr. Zupakie."

we're a team

when we're all together." While everyone outwardly echoed his sentiments, their true thoughts remained

one another. In this ruthless world, equal sharing of spoils was

these people would

After all, among this assembly, his influence was the most substantial. If indeed there were any treasures to be found, he would undoubtedly be the one

exceedingly vigilant, but as they observed the aged and diminutive altar, which seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment,

been constructed by a certain tribe. What sort of treasure could possibly remain? It seems to

there to investigate," a cultivator with a scarred face declared, leaping onto

stone emitted a faint glow, with its engraved