After he heard Darryl's words, the New World Emperor was shocked and frightened, and anger brewed in his heart.
Darryl was extremely arrogant.
Not only had he killed the Country Secretary, but he also wanted to claim the Emperor's life.
"Good, good, very good."
The New World Emperor stared at Darryl before his face twisted into an ugly expression. "Come and take my head if you can!"
More than a hundred thousand soldiers from the royal army had gathered outside with their spears; they rushed into the hall like a swamp of bees.
"Protect His Majesty! Kill Darryl!"
"Protect His Majesty!"
The royal armies rushed forward with a loud roar that shocked the world—each one of them looked determined and fearless!
The royal armies were the New World's elite soldiers. It was their sacred and glorious mission to stay in the palace day and night to protect the Emperor. They would not hesitate even if they were to bleed until the last drop!
The New World Emperor stood there proudly; there were no changes in his expression.
'Even if Darryl has the White Lily Cold Flame-so what?' ‘No matter how powerful he is, he would not be able to defeat the royal army!' 'He must have dreamt it when he thought he could destroy the New World's royal family and behead me.'
Darryl laughed out loud when he saw the soldiers. His eyes flashed with the luster of madness as he gripped onto his Blood Drinking Sword tightly.
"Bring it on! If you are not afraid of death! Today, I'll avenge my master. Anyone who dares to stop me will not be spared!" Darryl bellowed desperately—his eyes were extremely red. After he said that, he rushed into the crowd!
Darryl was mad. His heart was full of killing intent, and a word continued to echo in his mind!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
"Argh!" Screams could be heard all over the place as if it was the end of the world. Blood had stained the entire Full Energy Hall!
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