The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6718

"Who the hell are you?"

For the first time, Aureon's anger had grown hoarse around the edges.

"The Twentieth Firmament has never had anyone like you! You aren't from here!"

Violet met his stare. Her cool eyes were as deep and unreadable as an abyss.

"When did I say I was?"

Aureon's body jolted.

The answer fell over him like a bucket of ice water, chilling his blood in an instant.

She isn't from the Twentieth Firmament?

A darker possibility immediately followed.

Above the Twentieth Firmament lay the Twenty-First, the Twenty-Second, and still higher reaches of the celestial realm.

The experts who lived there stood far beyond ordinary Golden Immortals.

If she came down from one of those higher Firmaments, just how powerful was she?

Aureon refused to follow that thought any further.

He stood in front of the vast celestial army, cold light moving through his golden eyes.

After staring at Violet for a long moment, he slowly turned toward the Demonic Cultivators who were still kneeling across the clearing.

Those who had begged for mercy and chosen to submit were now huddled on the ground, too afraid even to raise their heads.

They felt Aureon's stare settle on them.

Cold sweat broke across their backs.

"You chose to submit to me," Aureon said, his voice carrying through the valley with unquestionable authority. "Now prove your loyalty."

He lifted one hand and pointed at Violet.

"Kill her."

The command sent a visible shock through the entire kneeling crowd.

Kill her?

Kill the woman who had cut down the blood-robed woman with one strike, killed Galen Stone with one strike, and annihilated three Level Nine Golden Immortal Grand Elders with a single move?

To them, the order sounded exactly like a death sentence.

"Your Majesty..."

The sinister-looking man tried to answer, but fear broke his voice apart. "We... Your Majesty, we..."

"You what?"

Aureon cut him off with glacial contempt. "Your lives were spared because I allowed it. If that mercy means anything, prove it now. Otherwise—"

He paused.

His golden gaze stabbed into every Demonic Cultivator like a sword.

"Would you prefer that I kill you first?"

They were trapped.

Ahead stood Violet, unfathomable and almost certainly fatal.

Behind them stood Aureon and tens of thousands of celestial soldiers, equally certain death.

They had surrendered because they wanted to live.

Now they discovered they were still standing on the edge of a cliff, with a bottomless abyss in either direction.

Some shook uncontrollably.

Some began to sob.

Others closed their eyes in despair.

The sinister-looking man's lips moved, but in the end he could not produce another argument.

He looked at Violet's solitary purple figure, then at the celestial army behind him that resembled an iron wall.

At last, all the strength seemed to leave his body.

He slowly stood.

"Kill..."

The word came out hollow and hoarse, squeezed from the deepest part of his throat.

"Fight her..."

With nowhere else to turn, the rest began forcing themselves to their feet, one reluctant body after another.

They still held their familiar artifacts, yet every weapon now seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

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