Chapter 1850

Immanuel’s lips cured into a bold, define smile. ‘Parhops But how can one ever be certain without venturing forth? A sout who has embraced his chosen path–no matter how perilous, tempestuous, or drenched in blood and flare–will never cast a glance back with regret

“Such arrogance!”

Freya’s patience snapped. With a sharp, icy command, she declared, “Then, you shall perish!”

Swoosh–in a flash, a torrent of searing flames erupted from her outstretched hand, surging toward Emmanuel with the wrath of a dragon.

Unfazed, Emmanuel propelled himself skyward with a powerful push off the red carpet, hurtling directly toward Her Majesty with unwavering resolve.

The flames surged and swirled, blocking Freya’s sight and offering him a brief moment of daring.

As the flames receded from the red carpet, Emmanuel’s gaze fixed onto hers with a penetrating intensity, as if probing her very soul. His unwavering stance and formidable presence exuded a chilling aura, capable of striking fear into even the bravest of hearts,

faith in my comrades, till death do us part!” Emmanuel

Emmanuel’s power; she was caught off guard and forced into a direct clash. Her palms suddenly

one could endure the force of the most powerful and relentless palm technique, and Freya

crashing over the last with unrelenting pressure,

her throat with one hand, in the next heartbeat, he brought

“Heh…”

move to resist. Her eyes, dark as the abyss, glinted

to such lengths to deal with a vulnerable

smile hardened

you snuffed out? How many

into a proud smile, though a shiver ran through her, “Heh, l

keep his anger in check, his voice icy as he asked, “AS Hattie’s mother, you get one last chance–do you have anything to say before

time for them!” Freya’s cold laugh echoed

need!” Emmanuel’s voice was resolute. “I trust them! They will

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