“Natalie, the Raksasa Tribe will cease to exist from today onwards!” Jack roared, looking insane.

Then, he pulled out a black token.

‘What is that?!’ Natalie’s brows furrowed when she saw the black token and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

The token was completely black and had intricate inscriptions from the Ghost World on it. It also exuded a deathly aura. When Jack held it in his hands, the air became drastically colder.

At that moment, Natalie was still not aware the black token was