Davis raised his hand as a form of posture and concealment to use Fallen Heaven's powers. In front of Nadia's gaze and senses that could still find nothing on how the technique was used, an eerie scene began to take place.

Thousands of people who were fighting to escape with the loot suddenly experienced a feeling of weightlessness before their consciousness blacked out the next second as they fell to the ground, their body still warm to the flow of blood, at least for a while before they turned cold. However, they were all undoubtedly dead, hundreds and thousands of the seventh stage and sixth stage cultivators taken out in an instant!

Amidst the thousands of corpses that fell with a heavy thud that echoed across this tiny city, a young lad trembled as he lost his balance and began to pee himself in fear. The spatial ring he held tightly left from his hand before it shot towards another direction along with other numerous tiny dots before it shot towards the crimson palace.

However, the young lad could see no one there, but his body trembled without stop as he couldn't calm down. He was experiencing deep terror for the first time in his life, and not even the Infernal Lord invoked such emotion in him. All the sixth-stage and seventh-stage experts around him died. He didn't understand, nor did he want to understand at this moment.

The only thing that kept him sane was his will to live and to keep someone safe! He stood up with all his will before he kneeled towards the crimson palace before he gritted his teeth and screamed.

"Oh, Revered One! Please spare me! Please spare my mother!"

His young, scared, yet brave voice echoed like thunder amidst the city's deafening silence, causing the people who went stiff in fear from looking at the strange phenomenon to experience an immense tremble in their finds.

"Oh, mighty existence, please spare us! We are innocents!"

"Grand Ruler of this land, we are willing to live under your rule! Please don't kill us!"

As if grasping on straws, they began to kneel and pleaded towards the crimson palace. It looked as if they were pleading in earnest, causing Davis to be taken aback.

Obviously, they were pleading towards the magical beast that had supposedly invaded this land, killing almost everyone here, which was pointing to Nadia.

'So they're beginning to think that Nadia is the ruler of this land? Do their minds have no way other than to cope up with this situation other than coming up with this answer...?'

Davis's eyes twitched, but he didn't look down on them. In fact, he couldn't be any happier as they just made it easier for him. His eyes lit up, thinking that he might not even have to enslave them if his plan could work, at least for a short time, like a decade or so.

Because, after a decade, he had full confidence in facing any foe that may come from this Fifty-Two Territories, much less an Inferior Infernal Lightning Palace. At that time, he could release them from this area with no problem at all.

"Nadia, echo in a frightening voice that they should never leave this city until you say so..."

Nadia nodded her head before she paused for a moment. She took a deep breath, her bosoms simply raising from the inward pressure she had gathered before her head inclined forwards as she echoed.

"Humans! No one leaves this place until I say so or else, face death!!!" A shriek echoed that caused most people in the front to faint out of sheer fear.

At the same time, she rapidly released her dark aura that completely left their legs trembling that even the ones who didn't defiantly kneel no longer dared to be prideful in front of the terrifying being they had no way of seeing! At that moment, most of them understood that it was a magical beast that could

'Domination... complete...!'

Davis smiled as he sensed that none of them possessed the wills to resist. Even if they had, it was broken, for now, never to see the light of the moon until a few years at best. Perhaps, in a short time, they might come to accept the mysterious magical beast, Nadia, as their guardian magical beast, but too bad that he was not going to let her stay here.

He needed her by his side.

"We hear and obey! Oh, Revered One!"

Davis cast his glance at the young lad who spoke. Looking at his young appearance, Davis mused that he must be eight years old or something, and even though he looked as if he pissed his pants, he seemed to have the most guts here.

'Or should I say, the will to protect...?'

He moved his gaze a bit forward and saw the mother who was hiding behind a collapsed building. She seemed to be pregnant while cowering in fear, but their father was nowhere to be seen....

'Did I kill their father...?' Davis closed his eyes as he went through the names that he had learned through the Death God Sense. Comparing it with these two people's names, he didn't find a suitable lead.

'Maybe their father died, killed by someone, and the young lad had to do things to protect his mother and his little sibling who's in his mother's womb... makes sense why he would be abnormally brave in front of a situation like this....' Davis couldn't help but turn a bit astonished as he analyzed.

It was only a speculation, but he was right on the mark.

'Maybe he could become a leader of this place, be he is too young, with just a Second Stage Essence Gathering Cultivation...'

"Well..." Davis glanced towards the strongest person he could find with his soul sense before he moved.

His figure didn't flash but just disappeared from the fabric of space, appearing by the side of that strongest man alive a second later. He simultaneously cast the Unholy Brand Art, a dark-attributed slave seal technique that he learned from the Loret Empire's Imperial Library.

Without even making a sound or even a speck of undulation, at the least, undetectable by the people present here, it shot towards him in an instant before pierced through his forehead.

The man's eyes went wide as he sensed an anomaly enter his soul, but by the time he had even reacted, it had taken root in the depths of his soul, causing him to break out into a cold sweat as he began to tremble, realizing that he wasn't even able to resist.

"Who...?" Only a low mutter escaped from his mouth.

He could suddenly feel a hand touch his shoulder, making him shiver even more uncontrollably in fear.

"Heed my words, and you shall live like a king... If not, you already know that you could die at any moment..." Davis uttered in a cold and hoarse voice, making himself appear to be a ruthless old man.

"..."

The man stopped trembling for a moment before his stiff shoulders drooped. He thought of casting a glance behind, but that very thought felt extremely dangerous that he couldn't help but simply utter.

"Yes..."

Davis smiled as he began to go around and enslave a few more strong individuals. He told them that going to hunt until the nearby forest was fine, but anything more than that will be considered a violation and a blasphemy against the guardian of this sealed space. Furthermore, he told them that they should follow the righteous path instead of the wicked path, which left them baffled because the power they were dealing with was extremely dark and felt almost evil.

Nevertheless, they all acquiesced, and they had no choice but to accept their fate. Additionally, he informed one of them to protect that child until he grew up to a certain level. He felt that this should keep the little boy's family safe and everyone here from harm for the time being as they would not engage in a scuffle with the Alstreim Family anymore, not that they had any more experts left with them to fight in any case.

From this very moment, the Alstreim Family, no, he, Davis became the sole ruler of this sealed space! Not even Ezekiel Alstreim could contend against him, and he wasn't even a Supreme Soul Stage Expert that Davis felt that it would be rather an easy kill.

"Maybe I could use this sealed space as a base instead of the Alstreim Family..."

Davis's horizons widened, but he didn't get too ahead of himself as he knew that there were too many things he doesn't know about this place. He felt that it was time to return now that he had cleared the vermins, although he could see that the grief that they had caused these people to go through would never disappear until a few thousand years if they were to live that long.

After all, he sensed a few blonde-haired people mixed in with these people. They were in pretty bad shape, almost living like beggars. Of course, he didn't know if they were Alstreims, but it was extremely plausible that before Ezekiel Alstreim managed to save all the Alstreims, some women were left behind, violated, and made to give birth to descendants before their fates ended up unclear.

The world was such a cruel place, and he didn't know if he could make it any better, but certainly knew that he should not let his people meet the same fate but make the world bend to his rules! That was the only way!

Davis's eyes flashed with an indifferent light as he uttered, "Let's go, Nadia..."

"Yes!"