The King's Fury

The black dagger emitted a deep black light, which seemed to have a great restraining effect on spiritual power and souls, and could even devour them.

Laylen gently waved the dagger.

The King's spiritual power was as fragile as a thin piece of paper and was easily sliced open, with the surrounding golden light completely devoured by the black light emitted by the dagger.

After the devouring of the golden light, the King's will, who had originally been shining with a brilliant golden light, had now become an ordinary scroll made of soft gold.

On the side, the smile on the Lion Scorpion's face, which had been sneering inwardly, instantly froze.

It had to be known that this was the spiritual imprint of His Majesty, the King of the extraordinary tier. Although it was only a small trace, it was enough to instantly destroy a soul consciousness of a tier 3 expert.

But what did he see?

A dagger had easily shattered and absorbed the King's spiritual imprint.

Manticore instantly understood that this was a magic-conducting weapon that had restrained the soul.

In the previous confrontation, the other party had used this dagger to cut off a trace of his spiritual power.

Creed and his son, like the Manticore, had thought that Laylen was courting death, but who would have thought that the result would be like this.

As for Nelly and the others, they let out a sigh of relief.

They glanced at the dagger in Laylen's hand. For some reason, just one glance was enough to make them feel as if their souls were about to be devoured by it.

Everyone hurriedly averted their eyes.

The moment Laylen used the dagger to devour the King's spiritual imprint, in the Royal City of Borodin, which was more than 100,000 miles away, in the depths of the palace of the royal city, a middle-aged man dressed in a military uniform and a dark red cape, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Who is it?!"

He let out a low growl, and a terrifying aura spread out. His tyrannical and fierce extraordinary will, accompanied by a towering fury, enveloped the entire royal city.

At this moment, everyone in the royal city was alarmed.

They looked fearfully at the King's palace, not knowing why the high and mighty King would suddenly become angry.

This King's fury was enough to cause a huge unprecedented phenomenon.

It made the sky above the imperial city turn red.

Who had angered the King?

This doubt flashed through everyone's hearts as they were terrified.

"Very good, very good... he actually treated my will like a tattered rag." The King's eyes were filled with boundless fury.

He sensed that someone had said something heinous and was about to kill the other party, but unfortunately before he could do so, the spiritual will had lost its senses.

It was obvious that it had been scattered.

However, there were simply too many King's wills, and it wasn't clear who was insulting him at the moment.

"Tell the mayor of North Town to come to see me."

A dignified voice came from the palace.

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Back in Vader city, a group of people was still in shock, including countless people outside the mayor's mansion.

Although they were quite far away and heard the discussion, they could still see clearly what Laylen had done.

They saw Laylen use a dagger to split open the King's will.

What was he trying to do? was he rebelling?

They lived under the rule of the King. The King was their ruler.

The life and death of people like them depended on the King's happiness and anger.

If the King was happy, the whole world would rejoice. The world would be at peace. If the King was angry, millions of corpses would be buried and rivers of blood would flow.

How could Laylen dare to do this? Wasn't he afraid that the King would personally descend and crush the entire Vader City with a forbidden spell?

Some people still remembered the legend from a thousand years ago about the battle between King Borodin, who was an outsider, and the old King.

The battle between the two Kings in the sky was like two beams of light chasing each other, interweaving together.

Although it was a battle in the sky, the magical shockwaves it emitted destroyed one city after another.

Countless people were displaced.

This was the terror of tier 5 experts.

Hence, Laylen's actions had angered the King. In a fit of rage, the King would definitely destroy the entire Vader City.

"How dare you insult His Majesty the King! You deserve to die! I'll bring you to His Majesty!" Manticore finally regained his senses. His spiritual power was firmly locked onto Laylen. His aura at the peak of tier-4 was fully unleashed. It was as if it could topple mountains and overturn seas.

Manticore stretched out its hand, and a huge hand made of enormous magic power reached out to grab Laylen.

Laylen was a sinner, but he was the one who had brought the King's will here. If he didn't bring Laylen to the imperial city to be punished, he might be implicated, and even his entire family might suffer.

"Manticore!"

Nelly roared angrily, raised his hand, and collided with Manticore.

Their mana collided with each other, producing a thunderous sound. The energy that collided formed a mushroom cloud that spread in all directions.

Nelly took the opportunity to grab Laylen's arm and quickly retreated. The guards that were 100 meters away were directly blown away by the shockwave from the short exchange.

The rockery beside them was hit by the shockwave and instantly exploded, sending countless rocks flying.

Liszt and Evelyn were the closest. When the two tier 4 powerhouses were fighting, they immediately cast all sorts of defensive spells on themselves, but they were still sent flying, blood oozing out from the corners of their mouths.

Seeing that his actions were being stopped, Manticore shouted angrily, "Nelly Vader! Are you seeking death too?!"

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

However, although Manticore was furious to the extreme, he did not attack again.

Because Nelly's strength was very strong. Although he was a small realm stronger than Nelly, don't forget that this was Vader City.

The mayor could use the city itself to enhance himself.

With Nelly around, Manticore could not take Laylen away.

"Laylen Vader is extremely audacious. Even after insulting His Majesty, he cut off His Majesty's shadow. His Majesty can not be humiliated. It is still not too late to hand over your son."

Manticore's gaze was cold.

"If you don't hand over your son, you'll die, and I'll be implicated. Not just you and me, the entire Vader City will be crushed by His Majesty's cavalry. When that happens, it'll be a sea of blood. Do you still think you have to protect him?"

Nelly frowned. Manticore was right. As a peak tier 4 existence, he knew very well how terrifying an extraordinary realm expert above the tier 4 realm was.

Such a level of terror was simply terrifying.

At the same time, he knew that Laylen had gone too far this time.

However, Laylen was his only son.

If he did not protect him, who could?

"So what? If I can't even protect my own son, what kind of father am I?" Nelly said coldly.

He had decided that after settling this matter, he would immediately bring Laylen far away.

The eastern continent was huge.

There were still empires above duchies. Even if it was an empire, there were more than a dozen of them on the eastern continent.

If it was really not possible, he would leave the eastern continent and head to other worlds.