Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
Hawkeye was stunned: "Cancel their posts?"
The member in the conference hall were shocked as they looked at Dudian.
Dudian wrinkled his eyebrows: "Did not hear it?"
Hawkeye understood that he hadn't misheard. He said in hurry: "Elder, they are the members of the council. Canceling the position of six council members at once, I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."
Dudian indifferently continued: "You have misunderstood me. I said to cancel their positions! It inclues the titles they held regardless whether they were five-star alchemist, great potion master or a dark knight. All of that should be cancelled! If they want to get their positions back then they have to re-apply from scratch!"