Chapter 1620 The Choice Of The Sacred Sovereign (1/2)

Henrik's bloody claw slashed at Darren, filling him with so much fear that he felt like he was lost in an abyss.

Bang!

However, before it could make contact with him, a loud explosion sounded and a ring of white light spread outward.

”What? What's going on?”

Henrik stared dumbstruck at the light as his attack collided with it. Immediately, the light swallowed all his attacking power.

Even Darren stared at the white light in shock.

”Do you think you've won?”

Henrik roared, becoming more unhinged by the second. Unwilling to give up so easily, he gathered stronger power to attack again.

”Behave yourself.”

A calm and dignified voice echoed in the divine palace. It rumbled like thunder, sending a wave of fear deep into the group's hearts.

All over, countless rays of yellow light rained down and condensed into a middle-aged man in a robe covered with embellished dragons.

”Sacred...Sacred Sovereign? Oh my God!”

Henrik mumbled, feeling the majestic aura sloughing off of the man. He began trembling slightly.

”Your Majesty.”