“If I can’t win, I’ll drag the loyalty of the entire lower universe into the grave with me!”
Kneeling by the corner of his desk with his cheeks swollen into two giant purple buns, the King of Betrayal shrieked through his missing teeth. Plunged the cracked nib of Golden Fate-Quill #1 toward the central self-destruct seal of his 10-Million-Year Archive of Traitor Scripts. Ten million towering black bookshelves packed with every backstabbing plot, broken oath, and familial betrayal he had ever written since the birth of the multiverse!
“Once I detonate my 10-Million-Year Traitor Archive, a fifth-dimensional storm of paranoia will flood down through the dimensional rift and make every husband, wife, parent, and child in the lower universe suspect each other—”
“In front of a mother whose son you tried to ruin,” Empress Luo Qingxue’s voice rang out, clear, regal, and colder than absolute zero, “you do not even have the right to move a finger.”
SHINGGGGGGG—CRACK-FREEZE!
Stepping forward beside Gu Changsheng, Rank 9 Late Empress Luo Qingxue didn’t even swing her [Frost-Phoenix Sword] all the way out of its scabbard.
She simply pushed the hilt down with her thumb after drawing one inch of glacial blue blade:
“[Rank 9 Late Maternal Frost Sovereign Domain: Absolute Zero Eternal Ice-Seal!]”
