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The Twelve Prisoners

During the daylight robbery above the southern bridge, the atmosphere was quite silent.

Many didn't dare to speak out loud, afraid that they would gather attention from the Emperor of Death or even the bloodthirsty, wicked prisoners who could reap their lives on a mere whim. They certainly seemed like a wild bunch who didn't know how to follow orders, so despite staying calm, they were on the edge most of the time, afraid that their lives could be reaped before they could even realize it.

But as time passed, more and more Monarchs left the area alive after giving tribute or retrieving their fellow disciples, giving them more confidence and making them think this Anarchic Divergent was somewhat reasonable despite being a true Bandit Emperor of Emperors as they rarely ever seen a heist of this level done by a Sovereign-level character.

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