Chapter 902: This Is All About Willpower
"Can't accept it? Can't understand it? Then what can you do?" Bismarck still looked at him calmly. "I'm standing right in front of you. Are you going to come here and throw your life away? Even if you die, you still won't be able to change any of this."
"What am I supposed to do?" the Blood Emperor asked, clutching his rapier as his lips trembled. "What can I do to turn this around? I'll accept any kind of torment you want to inflict on me. Do you want me to kneel? Or do something else?"
"It can't be changed anymore," Bismarck said.
Boom!
At last, a gigantic meteor crashed into the city. The earth it kicked up surged into the sky behind Bismarck like a towering wave.
Mixed into it was the blood of countless people.
The Blood Emperor even saw a wailing baby.
Never before had he hated his own eyesight as much as he did now.
"Since it can't be changed, then let me die like an emperor."
The Blood Emperor said no more. He realized that he did not have much time left either, and his gaze grew sharp. He gripped the sharp sword in his hand and launched the final charge of his life as an emperor against the enemy before him.
Instead, his emotions grew calmer and calmer.
Even a disaster like the destruction of the world could not completely crush him.
Even if nothing remained.
As long as he continued to believe that he was an emperor, he would always be an emperor.
The long, slender sword looked more like a ceremonial weapon with little killing power, but he thrust it viciously at Bismarck.
Bang.
The sound of metal colliding rang out.
Bismarck only needed to