Others awakened their talents at the age of eighteen, but I didn't wake up until I was twenty-five.
My teammates laughed at me as a "late loser", but they didn't know that what I had awakened was a whole series of talents that had been lost for centuries.
We fought bloody battles and paid a heavy price, finally slaying the strongest man in the continent - the Demon King.
The cheers of victory had not subsided yet, but crisp applause came from deep in the temple.
The figure walking out of the shadow smiled and said: "Wonderful, but do you know that the Demon King is just the lowest-level watchdog in the temple?"
Behind him, countless pairs of scarlet eyes slowly opened——
What exactly has the Temple suppressed for thousands of years?
