470 The Arrogant Warlock

A week later.

The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse!

Outside a valley in the southern part of the Western Region, Faerun Sil stroked the black and red marks on his body. He raised his head and looked at the entrance of the valley with his red eyes.

"Milord, it's up ahead. That's the encampment of the Western Region's Warlock Alliance!" A Warlock came to his side and lowered his head to look at Fearun respectfully, not daring to overstep his boundaries!

The person in front of him was Lord Nero's new trusted aide, and he was in charge of the Warlock Union's part in this operation!

"I understand. It's a good time to test the power that Milord gave me." Faerun licked his black barbed tongue and clenched his fists. The power bestowed by his lord made him feel invincible!

"Let's go!"

Faerun shouted and flew straight toward the valley.

Dozens of people in the forest behind him quickly followed!

"Ah, who is it?"