Shocking the Capital
In one of the grand mansions deep in the demon realm, a group of Demon Kings gathered, enjoying a luxurious evening
The room was dimly lit by glowing light stones, casting soft illumination over the glass walls.
Behind the glass, the dark water swirled gently, filled with exotic fish that glided by, their vibrant colors flickering in the light.
The air was filled with laughter and the sound of glasses clinking, each one holding rich, dark wine as they shared stories, enjoying the moment.
Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, and a servant rushed in, holding a sealed letter in one hand.
"My Lords," the servant said, bowing quickly before approaching the table. "An official letter has arrived. It's an invitation."
The Demon Kings exchanged glances, their expressions unreadable.