Though it was a blunt axe, the tearing force it carried in that instant still ripped the Dark Emperor's metal mask to pieces!
This was savagery and violence returned to the primordial wilds. The Dark Emperor had already seen through it—the One-Eyed Demon Ancestor Corpse Puppet was nothing more than a dead man!
Yet this dead man before him had reduced him to such a wretched state. The Dark Emperor could not help throwing back his head and letting out a long howl.
To others, however, this might have seemed like impotent rage.
Within the sealed space supported by Source Energy City, there was a certain difference in Time Flow Rate between inside and outside.
Given that the Dreadful Treant Civilization had never possessed much high-level external support to begin with, without anyone else coming to aid him, the Dark Emperor's final downfall might come even sooner.
It was at this moment that the Dark Emperor suddenly felt some regret. Why had he not brought all of the Dark Empire's Dominator-class combat power to this Dimensional Battlefield?
Even if doing so would have introduced enormous uncertainty into the Dimensional Hegemony of the Jue Teng Tree Demon Civilization, perhaps even bringing some unknowable and inexplicably grave consequences upon the Dark Empire itself.
It would still have been better than the Dark Emperor falling here this time, wouldn't it?
I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me. This was the true inner thought of a dictator like the Dark Emperor.
He had led the elite of his civilization into this Dimensional Battlefield because of that Level-9 Tree Crystal. It was not because he was thinking of the Dark Empire's long-term future development.
There was no medicine for regret in this world.
From the moment the Dark Emperor stepped