I, Herms Lysander, declare war.
Herms looked around him with a cautious look on his face.
The people who surrounded him were not really strong, there were only 3 King Stage Cultivators, 18 Expert Stage Cultivators, and he didn't really care about the others. Of course, he could also sense around 20 or so archers hiding in the corner.
If it was a normal situation, Herms could have simply annihilated all these bastards.
However, right now, Alcimus was standing in front of him.
With him and more than 200 Soldiers that had surrounded him, winning this fight was next to impossible.
Even if he was an Emperor, he was not a god.
The odds were not in his favor at all.
Alcimus was using numbers to make us for the lack of his powers.
Herms's expression turned solemn.
He then glanced at Astaria and seeing that she is still sitting on her seat, he knew that she had no intention of helping.