At the bottom of the giant tree hollow, inside the Queen's bedchamber.
At this moment, the Queen was clad in close-fitting silver-white armor. It hugged her skin like a second layer, while the neck, joints, and other areas had been crafted with extraordinary precision. Such exquisite work clearly came from a forging grandmaster.
A moment ago, the Queen had spoken gently and treated others kindly. But once she revealed her battle armor, gripped her Black and White twin blades, and rose from the bed, her gentleness vanished. In its place was the oppressive presence brought by her physique and her two grandmaster-level abilities.
Judging from her known abilities, as long as the Queen gained even the slightest advantage, she would constantly suppress an enemy on the defensive until their guard broke and her light-and-dark blades tore them apart.
As the Queen straightened, her two vertical pupils, glowing faintly white, swept across the room. Because of the difference in their size, she had to lower her head slightly to meet Su Xiao's gaze.
To avoid slashing empty air and strengthen her defense against attacks on her lower body, the Queen bent forward and slightly flexed her legs.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The Queen's legs, wrapped in metal greaves, moved forward. She had long legs and a slender waist, and her armor accentuated her graceful figure. As she walked, the twin blades in her hands accidentally scraped the ground, leaving black-and-white marks across the stone floor.
The Queen walked toward Su Xiao. She was not moving quickly, but the pressure she brought with her made people feel a chill down their backs, their palms damp with sweat.
The Queen did not charge straight at him. She had lost her reason, but not her intelligence. Something else had replaced her consciousness—the profound darkness of