At the same time, on the other side of the world.
The Kingdom of Britannia.
"Lady Loria, everything is ready!"
Inside the ancient and magnificent palace, a woman clad in a golden gauze dress looked at a report in her hand, her crimson lips curving slightly, and she whispered, "They can't wait any longer, can they?"
"Very good! Issue the order, tell everyone to be prepared. The enemy is about to make a desperate move."
"Yes!"
The man in black in front of the woman bowed respectfully and retreated.
At this moment, only the woman's golden silhouette remained in the vast palace.
She moved her snow-white legs hidden beneath the golden gauze skirt, stepped lightly, and walked towards the windowsill. Looking up, the bright moonlight reflected in her eyes cast a hint of longing, adding a touch of melancholy to her ethereal beauty.
"Brother Ye, I'll be back by your side soon!"
Loria's delicate hand brushed the curtain, and the longing in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unyielding majesty and determination.
Tonight, it would all be over.
"Who are you thinking about?"
Just then, a faint sound wave rippled through the air, lapping at Loria's ears like a tide.
Immediately after, accompanied by a spatial fluctuation behind her, the light distorted, and a dark rift suddenly appeared.
"This..."
Upon hearing the voice, Loria spun around abruptly, instinctively covering her small mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.
It wasn't until the silhouette of a young man fully occupied her vision that she slowly came back to her senses.
"Brother Ye, you... how did you get here?"
Loria rushed towards him with immense excitement. The young man opened his arms to her, and she threw herself into his embrace.
"Jun Xue said you were in a bit of trouble, and I couldn't rest easy, so I came," Ye Ming said, feeling the rapid beating of the petite body in his arms, as he gently stroked her head and spoke softly.
"Trouble?"
Hearing this, Loria pouted, looking rather cute, "Jun Xue is really something. Didn't I tell her it was just a small matter? Why did she tell you everything?"
It seemed Miss Loria was a little displeased!
But she didn't realize that Ye Ming had guessed this entirely on his own.
It seemed his guess was correct.
"Tell me, what exactly is troubling my Loria so much?" Ye Ming asked with a smile, releasing her from his embrace and playfully flicking her nose.
"Hmm? Brother Ye doesn't know?"
Loria asked with a hint of confusion.
"Uh! This... Jun Xue only told me you were in trouble. She didn't tell me the specifics."
Ye Ming tried to keep his tone calm and natural.
However, that brief hesitation was enough to magnify his actions in Loria's eyes infinitely.
"Oh! Is that so?"
Loria revealed a brilliant smile, her bright eyes sparkling, making one's heart skip a beat.
"Yes!"
Ye Ming nodded woodenly.
"Never mind! It's not important anymore!"
Loria smiled playfully, shaking her head, and didn't press further.
"Right! None of this is important anymore! Hahaha!"
Ye Ming let out a sigh of relief. He knew better than anyone that once he showed the slightest flaw in front of this wise sprite, there would be no more room for lies.
"Come, tell me in detail what happened."
Ye Ming held her hand, turned to face a throne above the palace, then glanced at the woman beside him, a sudden, inexplicable sense of excitement surging within him.
"Brother Ye, would you like to sit up there!"
Loria seemed to sense what he was thinking and directly took his hand, leading him step by step towards the throne.
It was important to note that this was a seat only the Empress of Britannia was qualified to occupy.
In other words, Loria was now the undisputed Empress of the Kingdom of Britannia.
It was no wonder Ye Ming had felt such a strange excitement earlier.
This was a true Empress!
"This... it doesn't seem right!"
Ye Ming stood before the throne, though tempted, he managed to restrain himself.
Seeing this, Loria gently pushed him, and Ye Ming lost his balance, promptly sitting down.
"How does it feel?"
Loria asked with a charming laugh.
"Uh!"
Ye Ming shifted his weight, trying to get comfortable. The throne was crafted entirely from jade, with gold trim, and expertly combined with various artistic techniques.
"It's too hard, not very comfortable."
Ye Ming directly expressed his inner feelings.
Good heavens, he was treating this throne like an ordinary chair!
This was a symbol of power!
"Too hard?"
Upon hearing this, a ripple flowed through Loria's eyes, as clear as moonlight. She stepped forward, leaning slightly to the side, and then sat directly on Ye Ming's lap, her hands lightly resting on his neck, her breath warm against his ear as she spoke in a seductive tone, "Is it still hard now?"
"This..."
Feeling the increasing soft weight on his lap, and the warmth transmitted through the thin gauze skirt, Ye Ming's every sensitive nerve was instantly ignited.
Coupled with the astonishing elasticity of the woman's curves pressing against him, even the slightest sway of her hips was enough to make him understand the principle of friction generating heat.
"Brother Ye, I am... the Empress now!"
Loria breathed again, her forehead touching his, her lips mere millimeters away. Even Ye Ming's chest could feel the pressure from her ample bosom.
"Em... Empress!"
The thought of the noble and peerless Empress sitting on him made Ye Ming's throat feel fiery. The primal urge to conquer, etched into every man's DNA, swelled to its absolute peak at this moment.
He subconsciously reached out, gently encircling her slender waist, and with a slight exertion, slowly closed the distance between them.
Just as he was about to taste the sweetness that belonged solely to an Empress, a hasty sound of footsteps echoed from outside the great hall.
"Your Majesty, I... I have already notified the Empress!"
A guard, mid-sentence, froze in shock at the scene before him.
What had he seen?
The aloof Empress was actually sitting on a man's lap. The distance between the two seemed to have shrunk to almost nothing.
"It's over!"
This was the only thought in the guard's mind.
Having seen something he shouldn't have, what awaited him?
"Are they launching a full-scale attack?"
While the guard was contemplating his own potential demise, Loria on the throne simply asked in a calm voice.
She hadn't even bothered to get up from Ye Ming's lap.
"Ah! I..."
The guard's head was spinning.
However, he quickly lowered his head, knelt on the ground, and trembling, said, "Your Majesty, the enemy has indeed launched a full-scale attack."
"Good! I'll be there shortly. You may go!"
Loria waved her hand, her expression unfazed.
"Ah... Yes!"
The guard retreated numbly, not daring to look back.
"Hoo!"
Seeing that the footsteps outside the palace had completely disappeared, Loria breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed her earlier composure had been a facade.
Unlike her, Ye Ming was still somewhat dazed, not fully recovered.
"It seems our unfinished business will have to wait!"
Loria smiled helplessly and stood up. The bitter smile on her face carried a hint of regret.
"Good... good!"
Feeling the weight on his lap disappear, Ye Ming felt a profound emptiness. He had to admit, this feeling was highly unpleasant.
However, there were clearly more important matters to attend to now.
"Let's go! I want to see who dares to interrupt our good times!"
Ye Ming angrily got to his feet, having been looking for an opportunity to vent his fury.
"Take it easy!"
Loria smiled, pulling his arm, and continued, "If possible, I don't want you to get involved."
"Ah! Why?"
Ye Ming was displeased.
He was still seething with anger!
"If you get involved, it's too unfair, and that wouldn't be much fun!"
Loria winked, looking incredibly charming and cute.
"This..."
Ye Ming pondered for a moment, and indeed, it was true.
"But, I... mmmph!"
Just as he was about to say more, a pair of warm, soft lips sealed all his words.
However, it was merely a fleeting kiss, a light touch before parting.
"Are you satisfied now!"
Loria put her hands behind her back and turned around, "I'll reward you properly after this is over."
...
"Lord Viss, I... your subordinate has informed Her Majesty!"
The guard from earlier approached a middle-aged man and bowed.
However, he was now covered in sweat.
He wasn't sure if it was from the shock of what he had just witnessed.
"Hmm? What's wrong with you?"
Viss frowned, asking in confusion.
"I... I..."
The guard knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, unable to speak properly.
How could he possibly mention what he had just seen?
"You..."
Just as Viss was about to get angry, a large number of figures suddenly appeared in the sky above him.
All of them could fly.
Not only that, but behind each figure were a pair of golden wings, allowing them to hover in the air like angels.
The number of wings varied, from a minimum of two to a maximum of eight.
The leader was a young man with eight wings.
Aside from him, on his left and right, stood two other eight-winged powerhouses. The aura emanating from them was a mixture of divinity and ferocity, causing the air to condense wherever they passed.
"Hmm?"
The leading young man looked at Viss and frowned slightly, seemingly not seeing the person he wished to meet. He said coldly, "The deadline I gave has passed. Where is your Empress? Has she perhaps fled?"
"Dart, do you think you are worthy of meeting our Empress?"
Viss waved his hand, and everyone behind him rose into the air, confronting the person across the river.
"Insolent fool! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Divine Son! You are seeking death!"
*Boom!*
Behind Dart, a six-winged angelic man lunged forward. His wings vibrated, and like a golden ray of light, he unleashed a punch towards Viss.
However, facing this punch, Viss's lips curved into a sneer. He simply extended his hand and pressed downwards through the air.
The air in front of the six-winged angel compressed violently and then exploded.
"Ah!"
A scream echoed through the heavens.
The six-winged angel plummeted from the sky. The blood splattering from his body signaled that this night would be a night of bloodshed.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of an elder beside Dart. With a slight tremor of his wings, he appeared before Viss as if teleporting and unleashed a palm strike.
Viss did not retreat at all and met the attack with a punch.
*Rumble!*
The two forces intertwined, and the terrifying energy ripples spread outwards like a mad frenzy. Those with weaker strength were uncontrollably pushed back. The center of their battle became like the eye of a storm, with even the air being instantly drawn out.
A vacuum was created.
While the two were locked in a stalemate, Dart did not wait for the outcome but raised his hand and waved lightly:
"Since you refuse to submit, then die!"
With his command, all the angels behind him charged forward, heading towards the palace.
However, before they could enter, an invisible wall blocked their path.
Following that, a golden silhouette slowly emerged from the palace. Her jade feet hovered in the air, like a sacred elf descending upon the world from the night sky.
"Empress of Britannia, I thought you had fled?"
Seeing Loria appear, Dart's eyes were filled with unconcealed ardor. Such a beauty could only be matched by him.
It was precisely because of this that he had not attacked hastily, wishing for her to surrender willingly.
He had not expected that in their previous few encounters, he had always been at a disadvantage. But the more this happened, the more his desire to conquer was ignited.
However, there was an unexpected development during this time.
He was suddenly recalled.
There was no alternative; the command could not be disobeyed, so he had to make a swift decision and overwhelm them with absolute force.
"I told you, within the territory of the Kingdom of Britannia, the people of the Angelic Kingdom are forbidden," Loria said calmly, casting a glance at Dart, and coldly stated, "You seem to have not heeded my warning."
"Hahaha! To forbid the Angelic Kingdom!"
Dart laughed as if he had heard the joke of the century. "Empress of Britannia, should I call you naive or ignorant?"
"Oh! Is that so?"
Loria replied with a light remark, then glanced towards the center of the battle where Viss was, and commanded, "Viss, if you don't finish the fight within ten rounds, the position of Commander of the Heavenly Mandate Divine Guards will be given to someone else!"
Commander of the Heavenly Mandate Divine Guards!
"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, a grim expression flashed in Viss's eyes. He knew that his superior was not joking.
In that case, he could not hold back any longer.
"Lunar Eclipse!"
*Boom!*
He roared, and his aura surged. He looked up at the full moon in the sky, a ferocious expression on his face.
Extending his five fingers, he fiercely grasped in the direction of the moon.
"Come!"
Countless essences of moonlight were drawn into his body as if being pulled. His aura expanded once more. Even his hair began to emit a faint silvery-white light.
"This..."
Watching Viss's power increase tenfold in an instant, the eight-winged angel who had been fighting him before could barely believe his eyes. Such a terrifying amplification, what kind of joke was this?
Was this something a human could achieve?
And while he was in a daze, a silvery-white figure had appeared behind him at some point, without him detecting any trace of movement.
"No... Ah!"