Dungeon King: My Goblins Have Captured Countless Female Players

Samuel Jenkins looked at Ethan, feeling an oppressive force akin to death, and his usually stoic face was now marred by panic.

Ethan looked at him and said in a calm voice, "I am the mysterious Dark Lord you’ve been talking about."

Ethan’s words sounded like thunder rumbling in Samuel Jenkins’s heart, causing his palm clutching the dagger to break out in a fine sweat.

Behind him, screams echoed back and forth.

Ethan observed Samuel Jenkins’s tense look and said, "You don’t need to be so nervous. If I wanted to kill you, it would just take a flick of my finger. Even my followers could take you down easily."

The hostility in Samuel Jenkins’s eyes faded significantly.

Lies don’t hurt people; it’s the truth that cuts like a swift knife.

What Ethan said was correct; even in a desperate struggle, he could at most kill a few Dragonborns like before, let alone now that his only reliance—Blizzard had been taken away.

Samuel Jenkins was silent for a moment before asking, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Ethan gazed at the distant Hero team and asked, "What do you think about the current state of Riverside?"

Samuel Jenkins looked at Ethan with some confusion.