Chapter 148 - Fall of a Genius (1/2)

Everyone unconsciously turned their heads towards the source of the voice. The familiar silhouette hovering majestically in midair made their eyes widen in shock.

Despite his current thin and sickly appearance, he still gave off a pressure equivalent to Mt.Tai.

Staring at the silhouette who was looking at them as if they were a bunch of flies, the nobles who had defected to the second prince revealed apprehensive expressions.

”Yo-Your ma-majesty, this...” Duke Abil was stammering as he spoke fearfully. Thick beads of sweat trickled down his scholarly face. Even his body was quivering non-stop, while the emperor simply disregarded his existence as if he was an unworthy ant.

Duke Maynard's present state was not any better. His knees almost felt like it turned into jelly as he was staring at Emperor Aventus.

”Your majesty I-”

Before he can continue his speech, Emperor Aventus glanced at him calmly which made him swallow back the words he was about to say. Despite the calmness in the emperor's gaze, Duke Maynard felt like he was placed in a freezingly cold environment making him shudder without end.

”Abil, Maynard, you have disappointed this emperor.” The emperor shook his head, but his expression was so calm that it made everyone palpitate in fear.

It was always the unknown that was scary.

The two dukes felt like their bodies were being bathed in flames, making them sweat non-stop.

”Yo... Your ma...majesty, we thought... We thought...” The two dukes could not even speak accurately at the presence of the emperor.

Although they knew that he was terribly ill, it did not stop them from being fearful of him. Emperor Aventus' reputation had long since spread far and wide, so how could they not know how fearsome he was? Smacking them to death was no problem at all.

”You thought that I won't live for long, thus, you tucked your dog tails and bowed down to my good son, Titus. Am I right?” The emperor emphasized the words 'good son', making the second prince Titus increasingly fearful.

”No, yo...your majesty. We c-can explain.” The former scholarly appearance of Duke Abil was gone. His average face became wretched with his tears and snot. Even Duke Maynard who looked awe-inspiring just a few moments ago did not look any better than him.

”Explain? If I wasn't healed, you dogs would have been the reason for my Celestial Sword Empire's destruction! What explain?! Utter bullshit!” The emperor roared like an enraged lion, scaring the traitors shitless.

”Do you think that I have gone blind that I won't be able to see you two dogfarts?! Today, none of you will escape alive! To dare humiliate my Celestial Sword Empire, you should have prepared your old lives to be sent to hell!” The emperor slowly hovered towards the two old men with an icy expression on his pale face.

”You Aventus bastard! Do you think I-” The hall master of the Rising Sun Supreme Hall clutched his neck as he gurgled in his own blood. A deep line of cut can be seen on his neck, blood flowed unceasingly, making everyone hold their breaths in dread.

They were not even able to see when the emperor took out a seemingly ordinary sword. No drops of blood can be seen on the sword's blade as if it disdained the blood of the Rising Sun Supreme Hall's hall master. The blade remained spotlessly clean.

”Is that his majesty's Divine Soul Harvester War Blade?”

”Right, it has been very long since I last saw him wield that blade...”

The generals who were standing atop the capital city's walls stared fanatically at the emperor's majestic silhouette.

They recalled the past when the emperor was still in his younger years, slaying his enemies with an ordinary-looking sword in hand as if they were chickens waiting to be slaughtered.

The veneration in their gazes thickened when his former self superimposed with his current visage. This was their emperor! The emperor that paved the Celestial Sword Empire's path with blood!

A late stage Immortal-Class level figure and also a hall master of the Rising Sun Supreme Hall died just like that. His corpse descended like a bird who had lost its wings, creating a massive crater as it dropped on the ground with a loud bang.

”Baanng!”

The sound of a human flesh dropping from that height was truly not pleasant to the ears, but everyone did not even bother glancing at the dead old man.

Their gazes were firmly glued on that silhouette who was holding an ordinary-looking sword.

Only after a few seconds had passed by until everyone regained their senses.

”Long live the mighty emperor!”

”Long live the Celestial Sword Empire!”