This is Level Thirty-Nine?!
At this moment, every clan leader, including those of the Golden Lion and Black Goat clans, had their gazes fixed in the direction opposite to the City Lord's Mansion.
Rafael distinctly recalled that when Weber, the leader of the Golden Lions, had arrived with his clan, there had been a formidable army of nearly a thousand strong behind him. Although the other clans were neither as affluent nor as populous as the Golden Lions, each still boasted several hundred members.
But now, there were nowhere near that many people outside the City Lord's mansion.
The combined forces of the prominent clans barely numbered a little over a hundred, and every one of them wore expressions of dejection and fear, their eyes vacant and lifeless.
The most peculiar sight was the layer of ash, as thick as a finger, that had mysteriously appeared on the ground outside the mansion, as if a great fire had recently raged.