Edge of the Apocalypse

From the tip of the sword to the place where she held her hand, the red queen vibrated intensely, and a vibrating jet of Origin Energy entered Laura's body. Laura's face flushed red as she let go of her hand and flew backwards, spitting out blood from her nose and mouth. Lamo slapped the tip of the Red Empress Sword again and the sword knocked backwards. His pupils constricted, and the origin energy within his body rapidly gathered and flowed, dispelling the chill that had entered his body. The moment his body returned to normal, a darkness suddenly crashed into his embrace. Ramo's eyes widened as he looked at the person who had crashed into his embrace. It was Trisley. The woman gritted her teeth and stabbed a pair of daggers into Ramo's chest, and used a special method to constantly destroy Ramo's flesh and blood. Ramo coldly snorted "bitch" and raised his hand to slap Trisley's shoulders. The sound of broken bones and flesh immediately rang out in the square, and Trisley fell backwards with a mist of blood.

Ramo glanced at Alan and shouted, retreating.

A white dot descended from the sky.

The white frost robe seemed to have a pair of ice wings. The pair of ice wings could not allow him to fly high up in the sky, but it could control the flow of air and achieve the effect of diving and gliding. He locked onto Lamar's descent, but at this moment, a light flashed through the palace gates behind the plaza.

Lamar stopped just like that.

A dark red pillar of light pierced through his chest, and Lamo could feel the destructive energy inside. It was as if a sun had been stuffed into his body. He knew that his heart core had been shattered by this blow.

"No, it shouldn't be like this." Lamar stretched out to catch Alan.

The pillar of light pierced through Ramo and continued to bombard Allen. In mid-air, it released its ice wings and landed directly in front of Allen, setting up an ice shield with an ice crystal pattern to receive the pillar of light. The moment they collided, a wave of flames exploded into the sky. They snorted in vain and released cold energy to extinguish the flames. Looking at the plaza, half of it was charred black. Lamo collapsed on the plaza, and green smoke was rising from his back.

Alan walked around Bai and confirmed that Lamo was dead. Then he looked up at the palace gate and said, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Don't say that, Your Highness." Twilight walked out of the door and said, "That kind of attack won't hurt you anyway, but it will shock this cunning guy. Why not?"

Lamar had already sensed the existence of Twilight, but he and Alan remained in a straight line, thinking that Twilight would not dare to attack like this. After all, that would affect Alan. However, his predictions were clearly wrong. Twilight decisively attacked, and that unexpected strike directly killed him.

Ellen glanced at Twilight and said, "Next time, don't do something like this that will make people misunderstand."

Although his tone was calm, when he saw it, Twilight's body trembled slightly. He immediately avoided Alan's gaze and nodded. Alan looked at Lamar's corpse and said, "It's time to settle the score with the Kidds. But before that, we have to send an envoy to Dobia. First, let them know that we are going to war with the Kidds. Second, let Frius know that I'm still alive. There's a lot to be done."

When Demoic Ring City was once again under Alan's control, in the Dark Castle of Bu Luo City, Saffle was somewhat restless. The day after he attacked the Demonic Shadow Empire Squadron, he arrived at Bu Luo City. It had already been two days, but Frius did not seem to have any intention of seeing him. This made Saffle unable to guess what the Black Emperor was thinking. On that day, when he decided to bombard the fleet, Saffle knew that Dobia would care about it. After all, he had a space weapon that could destroy a planet in his hands. Saffle was worried that Frius would see it as a threat, but any normal person would probably think so. Saffle had come to Bu Luo City for the sake of Emperor Anhei's heart. He could not sell Dobia's account, but he had to be cautious because only Dobia had a Paragon in charge one day.

If it weren't for Frius, Saffle would have already threatened to use a sabotage cannon. But now he had to convince Frius that the sabotage cannon was only for Alan and that he would never aim it at Agares.

Saffle walked back and forth in the room he had arranged for him, wondering if he would take the initiative to offer some benefits in exchange for a chance to meet Felius. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Outside, Beruke said, "Your Majesty Saffle, Your Majesty Frius, please."

Hearing this, Saffle finally heaved a sigh of relief. Since Frius was willing to see him, it meant that there was still room for negotiation.

In the abyss hall of Discontent City, Saffle saw Felius. The hall was dark and oppressive as soon as one walked in. Frius had his back to Saffle, and there was a drawing board in front of him. He was actually painting. Saffle didn't dare to disturb him. After Beruke left, he also stood to the side in silence. Until Frius coughed softly and said, "Your Majesty Saffle, I heard that you guys are amazing. You actually built a space cannon. With one cannon, you wiped out Demonic Shadow Empire's fleet. Hey, if you shoot at us in Dobia, we'll probably be doomed."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty," said Saffle hurriedly. "This is absolutely impossible. I swear that the sabotage cannon will never fire on Dobia."

Frius stopped and turned around to say, "Come and see how my picture looks."

Saffle was a little confused, but he didn't dare to disobey and hurriedly walked over. There was nothing specific on the canvas, more color blocks piled together. Although it was very abstract, Freus had an undisguised sharpness in the use of color blocks. The contrasting colors were forcefully put together by him, causing Saffle to feel as if he had seen the fighting spirit of experts inside. Those colors were like saber-light and sword-shadows, causing sweat to appear on his forehead when he saw them.

"How is it?"

Saffle lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty's accomplishments are superb. I really don't understand this."

"Excellent?" Frius shook his head and casually pulled the picture off. "I was just randomly drawing. Where's the expert? Your Majesty Saffle, your spatial weapon is the most powerful. I'm very interested. Why don't you send it to Dobia?"

Hearing this, Saffle hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the sabotage cannon is huge. It is very difficult to assemble or disassemble. Look, it will take an unknown amount of time to send it to Dubia. Your Majesty's time is precious. How can you waste it on a mere weapon? Well, if Your Majesty is interested, I can give you the details of the sabotage cannon along with the relevant data."

Frius wanted him to send the sabotage cannon to Dobia, but he only wanted to detain his space weapon. Now that he had taken the initiative to send the data of the sabotage cannon, it was equivalent to exposing the secret of the space weapon to Frius. Saffle asked himself that he was sincere. However, Felius was still not sure if he would accept it or not.