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,

in my comrades, till death do us part!” Emmanuel declared, his voice

guard and forced

the most powerful and relentless palm technique, and Freya was no exception. She

last with unrelenting pressure, frey gritted her sliver teeth in bottle of

her down and gripping her throat with one hand, in the next

“Heh…”

resist. Her eyes, dark as the abyss, glinted with

such lengths to deal with

woman?” Emmanuel’s smile hardened into a

many lives have been lost in your

lips curled into a proud smile, though a

check, his voice icy as he asked, “AS Hattie’s mother, you get one

is not the time for them!” Freya’s cold laugh echoed through the chamber. “Shall we take a moment to watch the

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

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