C1171 'dark Undercurrents.'

In the Imperial City of the Lunamos.

In the first conference room, Ferdinand stood straight in front of Abel. He did not even dare to breathe loudly. He could only look at the face in front of him, which was constantly changing, and quietly wait for the storm to come.

Sure enough, a moment later, Abel suddenly stood up and slammed the table. He shouted sternly, "Bastard, damn Gate of Heaven