Prelude

In the Holy Dragon City palace, anxiety plastered across the King's face as he read Farron's updates. His brows furrowed deeper. 

"Farron, have Doomsday disappeared along with Shadow King, Liberator, Phantom King, and Nine-Lives Werewolf? All of them disappeared at the same time. What are they trying to do?" 

The King's tone turned slightly frosty. 

"They're going to go berserk…" 

"Berserk?" 

The King's face darkened. He knew that these five people were the strongest forces among the rebel armies in the Holy Dragon Empire. The five of them practically represented all the rebel armies. 

"Just the five of them? They're too reckless. The Holy Dragon Empire has been passed down for a thousand years. Would it be so easy?"