The Emperor's Judgment was heard in the gray fog, and the fate of the Abyss Dragon Clan was already determined at this moment.
There are only two people in this world who have this ability. One is the Abyss Emperor who has ruled the Abyss for millions of years, and the other is the Mist Emperor who can control the Abyss Dust and Abyss Beasts.
"You...you are the Mist Emperor?" Long Wangchu was so scared that he fell to the ground, dragging his trembling body backwards. He had only one thought, which was to escape!
Although Long Wangchu didn't know when he had offended this legendary figure, he clearly felt the murderous intent emanating from his gray eyes at this moment.
"Mist Emperor, I am your people, a member of the dragon clan that has existed since the beginning of the world. We, the Abyss Dragon Clan, strictly abide by our duties and never dare to overstep the line. You are a sovereign who has compassion on all living things. Why would you make such a choice now?"
Long Wangchu had heard rumors about the Emperor of Fog. Although this Emperor of the Fog Sea was elusive and no one knew his true whereabouts, all signs indicated that the Emperor of Fog had no ill will towards the people of the abyss. There had never been any record of him actively slaughtering people, but rather more acts of salvation.
He really couldn't understand why this supreme ruler had murderous intentions when he came to him, and from his words it seemed that he wanted to issue an order to massacre the entire Abyss Dragon Clan!
Long Wangchu wanted to struggle a bit, trying to crush the teleportation ring and teleport away, but Yun Che's soul-stealing power had already reached the depths of his mind, making it impossible for him to do so.
"You, the Abyss Dragon Clan, are unworthy of my protection. Do you still want me to tell you all the despicable things you have done? There is only one outcome waiting for you, the Abyss Dragon Clan, and that is the annihilation of your entire clan!"
The appearance of the Abyss Kirin God stirred up an endless space storm, directly blocking Long Wangchu's escape route, leaving him no chance to escape.
Yun Che, hidden under the thick abyss dust, descended like a world-destroying demon god. His gray eyes emanated a terrifying and creepy light as he stared closely at Long Wangchu. He was carrying the Niyuan Stone on his body, and no one could distinguish his original aura.
With the Abyss Kirin God by his side, the Fog Emperor had never taken action personally, but this time it was completely different. The Abyss Kirin God was only responsible for assisting in besieging Long Wangchu, and the one who actually took action was the Fog Emperor.
"You are the first abyssal creature I have ever killed, but letting you die like this would be too easy for you. I will make you feel the most extreme pain and torture in the world, letting you experience a life worse than death. Then I will tear off your dragon scales piece by piece, completely extract your dragon tendons, then peel off your dragon bones, and finally chop your dragon flesh into pieces!"
"You should feel honored. It is a great honor to be executed by me personally. I will then send your corpse to the Dragon Lord and let him taste the ultimate bitterness. I'm sure he will be very satisfied."
The words of the Emperor of Mist were like carving knives that kept cutting into Long Wangchu's body. Lines of cold sweat kept flowing down Long Wangchu's cheeks, and there was a pool of dirty water on his lower body that soaked his clothes.
"No! Don't kill me! Please, please, don't kill me! I'll agree to whatever you ask me to do!" Long Wangchu was really scared. He grew up in a greenhouse and developed an arrogant and domineering character. He never thought that one day he would beg for mercy like a chicken and a dog.
"Haha, originally you dragons did have the opportunity to receive my unlimited protection, but unfortunately you missed this chance, and instead brought real disaster upon yourself. You shouldn't bully a weak little girl."
The voice of the Mist Emperor fell, officially deciding Long Wangchu's fate.
"Little girl? Could it be Long Xi?" The image of the young girl Long Xi emerged in Long Wangchu's mind. She possessed an extraordinary talent that had never appeared in the entire Abyss Dragon Clan. Could it be... that she was the daughter of the Mist Emperor! ?
This terrifying guess appeared in his mind, exploding like a bolt from the blue. How could this be possible...
In the last moments of his life, Long Wangchu wanted to pass this message to the Dragon Lord, but unfortunately he could no longer do it.
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