Anthony chuckled and looked up at them feigning surprise.
"Ancestor level?"
"Why? Are you afraid now? Boy, your time's up. It's too late for regrets. You can grovel before us, maybe you might still have a chance." The man who seems to be the youngest among them said.
The corner of Anthony's lips turned up in a wicked smirk, his eyes colder than the coldest ice.
"Ancestor level? Not worth mentioning before me."
"How arrogant!" The rest of his words trailed off as he watched Anthony in trepidation.
Everyone gasped in shock, their eyes wide with horror as they watched the thing that just rolled off. They looked at Anthony, then at the body that just fell with a thump, their tongues too heavy to speak, heart pounding in fear, brain too fogged to process the information.
