<h4>Chapter 2034: Chapter 2034: Surrender</h4>
Pruitt Wilde’s punch left the emperors on Thousand-clouds Mountain astonished!
What’s going on?
Internal conflict?
Darin, who originally felt despair, thinking he was destined to die today,
now saw hope!
As long as there’s internal conflict, there’s a chance for him!
The Guilt Emperor was even more ecstatic!
He was severely injured, and it would take thirty to fifty years to recover.
If he could leave today, it would certainly be by the grace of the gods.
"Pruitt Wilde! What are you doing!" Pranay Martinez knelt on one knee, his face dark as he said, "Don’t tell me you’ve been bought off too."
He regained control of his body, but had lost most of his blood.
No matter how severe the blow, it wouldn’t make him spit blood.
Despite all his calctions, he hadn’t foreseen Pruitt Wilde backstabbing him, and Pranay Martinez couldn’t understand it.
Nor could he ept it!
"Of course I’ve been bought off." Pruitt Wilde calmly looked at Pranay Martinez and said tly, "But not by any damn god!"
On hearing this, the Guilt Emperor was startled.
Not by the gods?
Then what’s the reason?
"What’s going on! The Prophet isn’t dead. We need to leave quickly!" The emperor’s advisor, clutching his sword with one hand, stood up with difficulty and said angrily, "Do you want to be aughingstock!"
As soon as he said that, he realized something was off.
Internal strife!
This is internal strife!
He, Darin, and the Guilt Emperor fought each other to mutual destruction, and now Pranay Martinez was ambushed.
Pruitt Wilde brought them over to eliminate them in one fell swoop?
Who would be the mastermind behind this?
Is it Pruitt Wilde?
Or perhaps...
Shadow Kims?
He recalled that when Pranay Martinez tried to help him, Shadow Kims intervened.
Suddenly, everything seemed to make sense.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
The emperor’s advisor smashed his sword against the ground’s stones, fire in his eyes!
He had been toyed with!
"Are you two colluding?" Pranay Martinez raised his hand, and those of Marthew Abernathy and the monk immediately ceased their battle.
And Darin very appropriately called off those Prophet’s guards.
He wanted to join forces with Pranay Martinez to take out Shadow Kims and Pruitt Wilde.
It was a massive boon!
They had a chance to turn the tide!
Originally thinking it was over, he couldn’t withstand the aid of the skies.
"Whether it’s a scheme or not, we’ve reached this point. What’s there to fear?" Pruitt Wilde picked up his battleaxe, brandishing it before him. "Bluntly speaking, I’m here to kill all of you."
"Just you?" Darin turned his head, ncing at Pranay Martinez and then at Pruitt Wilde, pointing at the monk and Marthew Abernathy: "Try fighting them and see if you can win?"
"Why fight them?" Julius Reed unexpectedly drew the Break Sky Knife from his waist and said coldly: "It’s enough to kill you."
Before the words even fell!
He transformed into a gust of wind, heading straight for Darin!
Swish!
One sh passed!
A head flew high into the sky!
Darin’s decayed body twitched briefly and theny still.
The Break Sky Knife could kill the Undead Tribe, and it could kill these so-called emperors all the same!
Back then, the emperor sent people to find the knife, partly fearing for his own life, and partly to use the knife to dominate the world!
But he never imagined that the Break Sky Knife would be stolen by Jesse River.
"This is..." The Guilt Emperor widened his eyes, sitting dumbfounded.
They are emperors, difficult to kill.
Or rather, nearly impossible to kill.
That’s why the emperor’s advisor was suppressed for five thousand years!
The emperor was held under Demarco Mount for five thousand years!
All due to destiny!
The gods granted them immortality.
But now...
Darin was undeniably dead.
Because that body turned into blood, reeking of stench.
If Darin wasn’t dead, it would not end this way.
"The Break Sky Knife?"
The emperor’s advisor squinted, speaking in a grave tone.
He recognized the Break Sky Knife!
He was the first to discover this knife, andter the emperor ambushed him and inherited this lineage’s wealth and knowledge.
Of course, the emperor’s advisor didn’t know Julius Reed had the real Open Sky Tome.
If he knew the real Open Sky Tome was nearby, the emperor’s advisor would likely be restless.
"Yes, the Break Sky Knife." Julius Reed wielded the knife, approaching the Guilt Emperor, and sliced down!
The head rolled away.
To Pranay Martinez’s feet.
"Bah!"
Pranay Martinez kicked the head, sending it flying away.
He was disdainful.
Such a cunning person should have died long ago.
After eliminating two people in a row, those Prophet guards seemed to lose their support.
They slumped to the ground.
Their skins deted, showing no signs of activity.
They disappeared.
"So, next." Pranay Martinez drew his weapon, facing Pruitt Wilde and Julius Reed: "Shadow Kims, Pruitt Wilde, am I to fight two of you?"
The emperor’s advisor was injured.
Without anybat power.
Pranay Martinez could only lead his Marthew Abernathy and have a decisive battle with the two before him!
If only this, he wasn’t afraid.
What he feared was the sword in Julius Reed’s hand.
"Aren’t you..." Pranay Martinez looked at Julius Reed, suddenly around, speaking up.
But immediately cut off.
"In times of great hardship, we shouldn’t have internal strife." Julius Reed sheathed the Break Sky Knife, walked to the emperor’s advisor, and kicked hard!
Bang!
The emperor’s advisor rolled several meters away, eyes filled with resentment.
"Orson Martinez, you can bring this extreme Yin physique to test the Prophet’s strength."
"Are you sure?" Pranay Martinez turned his head, nced at Hiddy, then sneered: "Ha, as expected, as expected indeed."
That wasn’t an extreme Yin physique at all!
But Pranay Martinez knew his Marthew Abernathy couldn’t be wrong!
It was switched.
Since Shadow Kims wasn’t Shadow Kims, holding the Break Sky Knife, the identity of this woman became obvious.
"Fine, in that case, since Pruitt Wilde severely injured me, I’ll take the woman with the extreme Yin physique to seek refuge with the Prophet." Pranay Martinez surged forward, single-handedly pushing Pruitt Wilde aside, grabbing Hiddy, and swiftly left.
A vague phantom of Skilid City appeared on Thousand-clouds Mountain.
Pranay Martinez stepped in first, his Marthew Abernathy following closely behind.
With the phantom’s disappearance, it was as if this group had never appeared.
"Orson Martinez has grown stronger. He’s even developed his own domain, epassing Skilid City." Pruitt Wilde squinted, muttering to himself: "A dangerous fellow."
"What is happening?"
The emperor’s advisory on the ground, bewildered.
"What’s it to you!"
Bam!
Julius Reed kicked the emperor’s advisor, pointing and cursing at him: "For the sake of everyone being friends, we won’t kill you this time. If there’s a next time, prepare to die!"
"Then can I leave?" The emperor’s advisor, despite being cursed, felt a tinge of happiness?
This is...
Being let go?
Good grief!
How considerate!
"Leave, and don’t meddle in our affairs in the future." Julius Reed gave the emperor’s advisor another kick. "Get lost!"
The emperor’s advisor sighed, got up, grabbed his sword, and briskly left.
This grudge will be avenged in the future.
But for now, surviving is quite satisfying.
All of this felt like a dream, too unreal.
He received the news to seize the extreme Yin physique, but inadvertently learned that the Prophet wasn’t dead.
And now?
Darin was killed, and he was spared.
The emperor’s advisor couldn’t understand what Shadow Kims was thinking.
But today, he couldn’t swallow this anger.
He must find a way to recover his dignity!