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"Xiao Luo."
Although she had resisted Ying Muyao’s offensive, Sister beca increasingly tense and uneasy.
This kind of emotion was unprecedented for her, but facing an opponent like the Empress of the East, even Isefia felt uncertain. Because of this, she called out to Bailuo for the last ti.
"Feiya?"
"From now on, no matter what I do, please don’t interfere."
Isefia wanted to make one final attempt, but she needed to inform Bailuo in advance to put his mind at ease and to trust her.
"I..."
Bailuo hesitated but chose to trust his sister: "Okay."
"Thank you."
After speaking, Isefia cut off her connection with Bailuo.
This also ant that from now on, Bailuo could not see Isefia, hear her voice, or communicate with her.
Unless Bailuo forcefully reestablished the connection, which would effectively break his promise to Isefia—to trust her regardless of what she did.
"Feiya?"
"Feiya!!"
Bailuo was sowhat surprised, as he could not imagine why his sister would sever their connection.
For a while, even Bailuo beca anxious.
On the other side, Ying Muyao finally made her move again, and this ti, the power she wielded might be sothing that many of the Children of Miracle from the Eastern Empire had never seen in her hands before.
"Boom!"
Behind the Empress of the East, a silver Shield of David ford as she slightly spread her arms, abandoning the earlier posture of the Empress and donning a pure white dress instead.
The original throne vanished, a new throne appeared, and silently, it demonstrated Ying Muyao’s powerful identity to all present.
[Emperor Eternal·Solomon’s Wisdom]
She was not rely the sovereign of the Eastern lands; she was the ruler of the world, the Supre Lord of all!
Be it Eastern or Western, divine or mortal, or even a slave, all must obey if the Empress of the East so required.
"What is that?"
Tengu Jiu Si and Panda Immortal had never seen such power.
It wasn’t just that they hadn’t been summoned after becoming remnants; even in life, they had never clashed with such a force.
"That, that looks like King Solomon’s treasure!"
Azaren spoke up, and the other Heroic Spirits, including the newly arrived King Zhao Wuling, as well as the generals from more than twenty armies, looked at her with confusion.
"This is the power of the Gedemon Saint!"
Azaren was of the Angel Tribe, and now, as if she had found her own kind, she was beyond excited.
"You all died early, so it’s understandable that you don’t know."
The Angel Princess stood tall and proud, confidently asserting: "The power of Gedemon is truly formidable!"
"..."
A wave of collective mockery—it seed she had just mocked everyone present.
"Is this a new force?"
From the conversations among these people, Isefia had more or less figured out a sequence of ti.
Immortal King Oblang, Dwarf Ancestor, and Dongyue Great Emperor were of the sa generation, except Oblang died earlier, killed by a man nad Tesagon.
The rest were mostly juniors.
However, when it ca to the order of appearance among these juniors, the war involving Magnus, Panda Immortal, and the others occurred earlier, and only after they had all died did Azaren’s ti to take the stage co.
This also ant that among all those present, not even Dongyue Great Emperor could offer much advice to his sister; they could only rely on Azaren.
"Is it finally my turn to shine?"
Azaren confidently assured: "No problem! I have a deep understanding of the power of Gedemon; no one here knows it better than I do!"
"She ntioned Gedemon, what is that?"
"Don’t know."
"Did it erge after we died, it seems quite insignificant."
"Yes, it doesn’t seem like anything special."
Listening to everyone’s discussions, Azaren was dumbfounded, feeling a crisis as if her worth had dropped in a red world.
But Azaren didn’t know how to respond.
Unlike the Elbergen People and those from the Lost Realm, the Gedemon People were naturally gentle, not well versed in the art of cursing.
Azaren: I am a civilized person; I never curse.
"Gentlen, do not underestimate King Solomon; after all, he is also a Saint of Gedemon," Azaren attempted to make Gedemon civilization appear a bit more impressive: "Under my lord Ayle, there are thirty-three Holy Kings, and even among them, King Solomon was an outstanding figure."
"Ayle, who is that?"
Faced with this question, Azaren abandoned her previous mildness, her face glowing with enthusiasm as though asked about her idol: "Ayle is our beacon, the Shepherd of all faiths, omniscient and omnipotent, the one and only true god worshiped by Gedemon People."
"Understood."
Dongyue Great Emperor felt he had figured it out: "He must be a ’fluff god’."
"Yes, in our world, only a ’fluff god’ would boast so greatly about themselves."
Magnus raised both hands in agreent with Dongyue Great Emperor’s statent, and even the usually calm Oblang felt that Ayle resembled the gods of cults he had seen: "It is usually the gods of cults that boast so arrogantly, claiming omniscience and omnipotence. Why doesn’t he ascend to heaven?"
"Why not ascend to heaven 1"
"Why not ascend to heaven 2"
"..."
Azaren had a curse on the tip of her tongue, yet was at a loss whether to express it or not.
"So after I died, did the Lost Empire engage in battle with this civilization called Gedemon?"
Dongyue Great Emperor naturally stated: "It seems they are nothing special!"
"So what does ’Emperor Eternal’ an? Why not continue the cycle of division and union? Dongyue Great Emperor, although he now assists Isefia, he was a hardliner from the Lost Empire and had little respect for foreigners: "Could it be that they thought King Solomon was stronger than the Princely Kings of the Lost?"
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