Another seven days later, devastating news arrived: all eleven Black Hole Kings had perished in battle. The white-boned skeleton had swept through everything in its path, devouring endless living beings, and was now bearing down on **..
For a time, it was utter chaos!
The vast majority chose to flee, which was only natural. Even eleven Black Hole Kings had died—who else could possibly be a match for that white-boned skeleton? Those with the means crossed through Star Gates and left directly, while those without them could only move far away from **, still forced to live beneath the threat of the white-boned skeleton.
Yet some chose to stand their ground. They were the Great Qin Kingdom's most diehard loyalists. As the saying went, when the nation stood, they stood; when the nation fell, they fell!
Of course, part of the reason was that ** still had its last Black Hole King!
Even though eleven Black Hole Kings had already died, Black Hole Kings remained godlike beings in everyone's hearts. With a Black Hole King holding the fort, there was confidence!
It had to be said that they had made the right gamble. So long as Red Moon was willing to act, let alone one white-boned skeleton—even ten thousand, or a hundred million, would be crushed with a casual flick of her hand! The problem was that this witch was moody and unpredictable. Would she be willing to make a move?
A crisis revealed people's true hearts. Of those "loyal servants" who usually claimed to be the empire's pillars, few remained—for instance, the marshal and the two prime ministers. The imperial clan no longer had the power to punish them either, because the Liu Family had lost its Black Hole Level strength. Even if they survived this catastrophe, would they