Control. Time froze once more.
Redman Olga's muddled mind erupted with an intensely dire warning.
Watching the enormous figure stride into the palace hall step by step, he felt that he was about to die.
For some time now, he had been trapped in hallucinations and a half-dreaming state, unable to tell reality from dreams, almost unable to distinguish where he truly was.
Could this scene before me be another nightmare I created?
But why was this dream so clear? His mind was a complete muddle.
Bang!!
Lu Sheng grabbed the stone table blocking his path and tossed it aside, finding it in his way.
"Father, the Empire is in turmoil. We can't keep wasting our days like this."
"Y-you... who exactly are you!?" Redman trembled uncontrollably, barely conscious.
"Me? I'm your beloved Lan Ni Er, Father!" Lu Sheng's burly head swiftly returned to normal, transforming into Lan Ni Er's delicate, beautiful face.
Yet atop his brawny body, over two meters tall, that face looked horrifyingly bizarre no matter how one looked at it.
"Oh, no." Redman covered his eyes. "I must be dreaming."
"Dreaming? Stop clinging to impractical fantasies. This is reality. I am your Lan Ni Er." Lu Sheng seized the king and dragged him down from his seat.
"Protect the king!! Protect Your Majesty!!"
"Quick, quick, quick!!"
At that moment, hurried footsteps and the metallic clatter of armor colliding came from outside the doors.
"Hm??" Lu Sheng turned around and saw squads of fully armed Heavy Swordsmen in heavy silver armor rushing in through the doors one after another.
Whoosh! A heavy two-handed Cross Sword whistled toward Lu Sheng's neck.
He raised a hand, caught the blade, and smashed both sword and wielder forward.
The immense force, coupled with terrifying speed, sent the Heavy Swordsman charging at