The experts seated below did not catch Daroias's attention.
Only those who sat on the same level as him were worthy of his notice.
He could sense a dangerous aura emanating from Nightmare Conjurer.
Although he had never witnessed the monster fight personally, he had heard of its exploits during the campaign against the Tarrant Nation.
Daroias could only conclude that Nightmare Conjurer was an exceedingly dangerous monster.
Then, two more figures appeared in the air.
Sers, Nostior, Tasman, Franklin, and everyone else instinctively turned to look at the new arrivals.
Why?
Because of the overwhelming pressure radiating from their bodies.
There was no doubt about it.
Both were Ninth Shackle Realm experts.
One of them was a man who stood about one and a half meters tall.
He had two tails swaying behind him, four pairs of eyes, and grayish scales covering his entire body.
