Ignatz acted personally. Bualuo had no time to react before he was completely reduced to nothingness.
When he died, he was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with Dmitry.
He was still thinking about telling Dmitry and Bai Fu that secret, then securing a more sustainable future for the Rebirth Empire.
But now, all of it had gone up in smoke.
Dmitry's eyes suddenly reddened.
He and Bualuo had known each other for nearly a century.
Though they often disagreed on many things, they understood better than anyone else that no matter how fiercely they argued, both of them had the Empire's best interests at heart.
They weren't exactly friends.
But their relationship was far closer than that of ordinary friends.
And now, Bualuo was dead.
Like a withered yellow leaf swept away by a whirlwind, he had vanished in an instant into the vast sea of stars.
Before coming to see Bualuo, Dmitry had considered many possibilities.
He had even thought this might be a trap—that he and the people Bualuo brought along would fight, and in the end, he would barely manage to kill Bualuo.
He had never dreamed things would turn out like this.
"You..."
The look Dmitry gave Ignatz held more than disappointment now.
It held murderous intent.
Ignatz saw the murderous intent in Dmitry's eyes.
But he wasn't angry.
He was immersed in the joy of having successfully found Dmitry.
Finding Dmitry meant he was only one last step away from finding Bai Fu.
And taking that step wouldn't be difficult.
Ignatz smiled mockingly. "Dmitry, I'm curious. What exactly did I do—or what did Bai Fu do—to make you and Bualuo, you two men hailed as the Empire's most loyal servants, show me such disrespect? You can honorably address His Majesty Odoayak, yet you