Alexander gripped the blade of the sword beside him. The battle sword sliced into his skin, and blood flowed down its length.
Hum~
The battle sword let out a crisp hum, and the mottled rust covering it fell away.
Just as Alexander was preparing to draw the longsword embedded in the throne, the scene before his eyes changed. He appeared in a desolate wilderness.
The spatial fluctuations faded. Bubu Wang held a pendant in his paw, the transparent gem on it covered in cracks. It was the wolf clan's heirloom, with only 2 points of durability remaining—enough for one more use.
Su Xiao was only a few meters away. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. Saintborn King Alexander was alone, and the Empire was in complete turmoil.
Before attending the Empire's meeting that morning, Su Xiao had already had Bubu Wang set a coordinate on him, ready to use the wolf clan's heirloom at any time to drag him fifteen kilometers away.
For this reason, Su Xiao had sat in the seat closest to Alexander. After Lady Moon Wolf left, he had walked a few steps toward Alexander, bringing him within the teleportation range of the wolf clan's heirloom.
Several birds flew across the sky. The wilderness was beautiful, and there was no one within three kilometers.
Alexander looked around, tossed aside the battle sword in his hand, and gripped its hilt. A black-and-red aura began spreading around him. It was a combination of blood energy and vitality.
Alexander's aura was overwhelmingly stronger than Duke Lillin's and the like. Even ten Duke Lillins together would not be enough for Alexander to cut down.
The grass around them began to wither. Alexander shed his upper garments, and the loose clothing hung down like a battle skirt, covering his