Dead.
They were all dead.
And it had been a one-sided slaughter.
After hearing Lord Xu out, the Star Luo Emperor finally accepted reality.
At the same time, grief filled his heart.
It hurt so much he could barely breathe.
Eight Soul Douluos and more than twenty Soul Saints-these experts had been the pillars of the Star Luo Empire.
Even the weakest Soul Saint among them would have been a prominent figure in the Soul Master World.
"I was wrong. I was truly wrong."
The Star Luo Emperor was overcome with regret. "I sent so many experts precisely to reduce casualties. Who could have imagined that the entire force would be wiped out?"
"If only I'd known, I might as well have sent fewer people..."
He regretted it so bitterly that his guts had practically turned green.
He would have been better off following the Marshal's advice and sending three Soul Douluos and ten Soul Saints...
"Your Majesty, please restrain your grief."
Seeing this, Lord Xu hurriedly spoke.
How could he not know what the Star Luo Emperor was thinking?
After all, every Soul Saint was immensely precious. Losing so many experts had dealt a grievous blow to the Star Luo Empire's strength.
The Star Luo Emperor's heart was undoubtedly steeped in sorrow.
"I'm fine."
The Star Luo Emperor forced the words out.
But no one knew that his legs had already gone weak, leaving him unable to stand.
He had originally intended to ride the momentum of Qin Xiao's death to bolster the Star Luo Empire's prestige, showing everyone that its majesty was not something a mere Titled Douluo could challenge.
But what had happened instead?
Dozens had gone, and only one had returned. They had been slaughtered until not a scrap of armor remained.
The Star Luo Empire