Red energy was an innate force.

It was difficult to train or grow, just like the blood-sucking ability of the vampires or the evil eyes.

This was why the empire in the past simply established a person with superior red energy as the emperor.

Those were the days when the strongest person was the emperor.

The empire of that time was truly supreme and reigned over everyone.

Then what about now?

Years passed by, and the royal family became intoxicated with power.

It wasn’t the strongest but those who were good at machinations that repeatedly became emperor.

At some point, the emperor was reduced to a word meaning those who were more insidious or were lucky.

They merely habitually advocated the wishes of their ancestors to unify the West Continent and spread to the East Continent. They were busy enjoying a rich life.

It was one of the reasons why the imperial family forgot about the commitment to the grandmaster.

The Abyss...

The end of the world...

It was the origin.

It was presumed to be a passage connecting this world and hell and was a very important place to fulfill the wishes of both Emperor Saharan and the grandmaster.

Now, the grandmaster found it ridiculous because it was only treated as a prison.

“On the other hand, your son has a good side. He noticed what I wanted after visiting the Abyss once and suggested a deal. It was like the second coming of Saharan. I even felt joy.”

“What do you want in the Abyss?”

The grandmaster’s meaningful words caused Emperor Juander’s eyes to widen.

The emperor knew that the Abyss was the end of the world.

As a person went deeper, the concept of dimension and time disappeared, and it became an ominous place that touched hell.

“Is your purpose to break down the boundaries between this world and hell, bringing about chaos?”

“That is a poor guess. Saharan, who joined hands with me, would swear at you.”

“...!”

The grandmaster tapped Saharan’s sword with his finger, and a large amount of red energy started to emerge.

The blood red scenery changed into an ominous and terrible place.

Edan was engulfed in great power and barely suppressed his boiling instincts. “Emperor! Make me the emperor right now! Then you won’t lose your life!”

“I can’t do that! No emperor has ever been usurped by his son!”

It meant Juander alone couldn’t be humiliated.

“Do you care about that despite coming to this point?”

Saharan’s red energy and the emperor’s red energy clashed in the air.

The emperor gritted his teeth.

He might be accused of being incompetent and selfish by the grandmaster and Edan, but Juander was still the reigning emperor.

Juander might’ve overlooked the grandmaster—who had existed since the time of his father and grandfather—and made the mistake of not looking after his family properly, but during Juander’s reign, the empire abolished many ethnic minorities and made a stable economic development.

From an external point of view, he was a ferocious villain who created a livable world for his people.

What about now?

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