1415 The Battle Between Emperors (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
”Huh? You're risking your life just to catch this guy?” an alluring voice inquired from behind Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was shocked. He turned around and saw a beautiful but pale face just three centimeters away. Her face was shrouded by a dark illusionary green mist. It felt like she was not really there, even when her face was within Mo Fan's reach!
”The king has asked me to keep an eye on you, to make sure there are no accidents,” the Queen of Netherworld smiled. Her outline was very faint, and the parts below her waist were shrouded by the same green mist. Most intriguingly, Mo Fan could pick up a pleasant scent every time she spoke.
”You have my thanks,” Mo Fan dragged the Cold Prince away with him. He did not expect one of the eight Undead Rulers to be escorting him personally.
Mo Fan was currently close to the edge of the Underworld army, figuring out a way to leave the place. His stamina and energy were almost depleted. To his surprise, the Queen of Netherworld had been watching him all along.
”Come with me; it's time to enjoy watching a real battle,” the Queen of the Netherworld said.
”What do you mean?” Mo Fan was a little confused.
”There aren't many people in this world who are worthy to be the king's opponent, but the guy in the Pyramid is one of them. Don't you want to witness a battle between emperors?” the Queen of Netherworld asked.
”A battle between emperors?” Mo Fan was shocked.
Emperors!
Was the Lord of the Underworld inside the Great Pyramid of Giza really an Emperor-level existence? Was that why he could not withstand the pressure, even in his Demon Form?
Mo Fan followed the Queen of Netherworld to the battlefield, and she brought him up to the Mountain Zombie's shoulder. It felt like they were standing on top of a mountain. They were able to see the entire chaotic battlefield!
The wind blew past him strongly. The mist of the dead hovering above the battlefield was within hand's reach. Mo Fan could easily see the sacred golden Pyramid from his current height. It was still emitting the deathlight, but was no longer as bright. The Flesh Mound Corpse Officials must have inflicted some damage on the Great Pyramid of Giza!
The King of Undead was standing on the Mountain Zombie's shoulder, too. He was alone on the Mountain Zombie's right shoulder, while the Queen of Netherworld, the Red Skeleton Ruler, and Mo Fan were on the Mountain Zombie's left shoulder. The King of Undead was staring right at the Pyramid. His overwhelming aura extended across the Squaretrek Plain and was directed straight at the Lord of the Underworld inside the Pyramid!
Ten Dark Swordmasters were lined up inside the Great Pyramid of Giza. They were now mere servants hauling a levitating golden chariot. The Dark Swordmasters were moving in the air, walking above the Underworld army.
A man wearing a shining white pharaoh robe stood on the golden chariot. He was holding a pharaoh's staff, and glowing with a dark blue deathlight. From the distance, he looked like a saint that had transcended the mundane world!
”That's Khufu!” Mo Fan was astounded.
The being whose voice had echoed across the North Valley, whose light was able to drive him to the ground and command the Underworld army, whom even a creature like the Sphinx would submit to, was none other than Pharaoh Khufu!
The King of Undead kept applying pressure to the Great Pyramid of Giza. It was quite obvious that Khufu could not afford to stay put anymore.