Feast

Two months passed in a flash.

The restoration work of Bloodline City was basically completed, and the time for the feast was also confirmed. It would be in a week.

A week later.

The entire Bloodline City instantly became noisy. Countless Warlocks walked out of their houses, and the city was decorated with lanterns and streamers of various colors. Everyone was very happy.

At the top of the city, in a spacious hall, the Warlocks of the Bloodline Tower had already gathered.

Glen had already changed into a layer of gorgeous clothes and was standing outside the hall, but his expression was not very good.

" Sir, it's confirmed. None of the forces near the Bloodline Tower have come. " Alida came to Glen's side and said.

"Is that so?" Glen sighed helplessly.

Although he was helpless about this, he completely understood the actions of these forces.

The Manticore clan had not been completely destroyed yet.