"Hurry! Let's head over to the banquet hall!" Hector ordered immediately.

"No need. I've taken care of it." Dustin emerged from the darkness. His white clothes were stained red as some murderous air lingered on him.

"That's good." Hector sighed in relief before asking, "Dustin, did you catch sight of the Dark Lord?"

"Not yet?" Dustin shook his head.

"As long as the Dark Lord is alive, our family will be in danger. All members of the Harmon

family, listen up! Split yourself into groups of five and root him out!" Hector commanded.

"There's no need for that. I'm already here." Just then, a sinister voice spoke out.

Everyone turned and saw a man standing proudly on the gazebo nearby. He wore a black cape and a mask that covered half of his face. The air surrounding the man was so poisonous that the ring of plants around him had already withered. Even the snow that fell on his body turned black.

"The Dark Lord?" The Harmon family instantly had their guards up and their weapons