Chapter 4115
Grunt's heart pounded with fear, the gears in his brain working furiously." That Darryl Darby could be a fake, Your Majesty.
Even if he was real, Archfiend Antigonus could have found a way to revive him."
Grunt's face was the picture of sincerity. "I've always been loyal to you, haven't I, Your Majesty? I would never dare to lie to
you.”
Grunt did not have the nerve to lie. However, when Darryl remained silent as Grunt spoke, he realized that Darryl’s voice
was sealed. That spurred Grunt on to speak recklessly.
The Nine Heaven Emperor took a deep breath. His expression shifted, sinking deep into thought.
At the same time, the officials also had unreadable expressions on their faces.
"Enough!"
The Nine Heaven Emperor came to his senses, calling out to Grunt. "Get up. I won't fault you for that."
The Emperor soared into mid-air, meeting Archfiend Antigonus' gaze. He smirked, "You haven't got anything on me with
your tricks, Archfiend Antigonus. My son-in-law, Darryl Darby, died in your Blood Sacrifice of Fiends two days ago.
Threatening me with a fake one-you must think you're funny, don't you?"
The Nine Heaven Emperor did not look at Darryl while he spoke, his demeanor stone cold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe Nine Heaven Emperor had been greatly torn on what to do. However, Grunt's words seem to make him realize
something-as long as he refused to acknowledge that the man before him was Darryl, he would be able to get away with
not doing anything.
On top of that, he would not have to worry about his reputation being affected.
What?
Archfiend Antigonus' face flushed an ugly red.
What did the Nine Heaven Emperor imply? That the Darryl Darby he had seized was a fake
one?
The Emperor had abused his power by not acknowledging his son-in-law- what a monster.
Motherf*cker!
At the same time, Darryl froze as well. He felt utterly helpless and impossibly furious. 2
How very ruthless of the Nine Heaven Emperor!
Darryl knew he did not come from the Godly Region. Yet it was undeniable that he had
tried to stop Archfiend Antigonus from reviving the fiend folks, on top of being Princess
Dorothy's Prince Consort.
Yet the Nine Heaven Emperor was refusing to acknowledge Darryl for the sake of his own
throne and power.
How simultaneously angering and amusing!
"Tsk, tsk!"
Archfiend Antigonus reacted quickly enough, sneering coldly. "Your word is not the only
thing I have to go by."
Then, he raised a hand. ’’Hack one of the Nine Heaven Sage's hands off."
A fiend warrior stepped forward as the words rang through the air, brandishing a
longsword. In one swift move, he cut off Darryl's arm. Fresh blood immediately painted the
air, oozing from the cut.
Darryl's acupoint had been sealed, and thus he was unable to scream. Yet the pain was
unbearable, making his forehead beaded with sweat and his face paled as he trembled.
F*ck!
Internally, Darryl screamed a thousand curses.
The Nine Heaven Emperor and Archfiend Antigonus were truly out for blood. If Darryl were to come out of that alive, there
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwas no way he would not take revenge.
The Nine Heaven Emperor merely sneered at the sight before him, reactionless. "Drop the act, Archfiend Antigonus. I know
that is not Darryl Darby but one of your men in disguise. Hack off an arm? You could mince his flesh before my eyes, and I
would hardly care. Cut it out. I recommend you spend the time researching how to break the Innate Formations around the
Imperial Sky Palace instead.”
The Nine Heaven Emperor turned to head back into the Imperial Sky Palace.
Grunt, as well as the other officials, followed closely behind.
Archfiend Antigonus' expression darkened. He had never expected that the Emperor would be so heartless to not care
about Darryl's life at all. His attempt at blackmail was considered a complete failure.
"Return to camp!'
Archfiend Antigonus shouted coldly. He zipped off in the direction of the camp like a jet-black bolt of lightning.
The fiend army followed him, bringing Darryl with them. They dared not delay at all.
Back at the camp, Archfiend Antigonus sat fuming.
He knew the Nine Heaven Emperor was no stranger to false kindness, but he did not think he would be that despicable. He
was utterly uncaring of whether his son-in-law lived or died, all for the sake of his own reputation.
Archfiend Antigonus grew with rage the more he thought about the situation. His eyes were bloodshot red.
The Fiend Martyrs stood in silence. None of them dared to speak.