Chapter 2169
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Feng Yixiu and Pharaoh looked at each other. Neither of them knew the true power of the Thousand-Year Crown.
The Thousand-Year Crown had always been inherited by the emperors of the Dansa Empire. It had been passed down for hundreds of years, but no one had ever heard of the Thousand-Year Crown's abilities.
The reason for this was that the emperors of the Dansa Empire didn't need to do anything personally, and they were deliberately hiding it.
"Pharaoh, you should know the use of the Thousand-Year Crown. Didn't you warn the Shura King?" Emperor Bright Blood smiled.
Feng Yixiu couldn't help but frown. He turned to look at Pharaoh, but he could only see confusion in his eyes.
"Pharaoh, aren't you going to explain yourself?" Feng Yixiu frowned and asked in a low voice.
"You don't trust me?"
Pharaoh looked at Feng Yixiu, confused.
"You didn't even tell me such important information. How do you expect me to trust you?" Feng Yixiu looked coldly at Pharaoh.
Pharaoh subconsciously took two steps back, then teleported a few hundred meters away, as if he was afraid that Feng Yixiu would attack him.
"Your Excellency, I really don't know the use of the Thousand-Year Crown. Please believe me," Pharaoh said anxiously.
"Dan, the Shura King obviously doesn't trust you. Even if you work together to defeat me, he will still burn the bridge after crossing it. As matters stand, you still have a choice. As long as you and I join forces, Feng Yixiu will be nothing more than an object in the bag. Once we seize the Asura Capital City, We will divide the world equally with you, "Great Emperor Blood Brilliance said in a loud voice as he spread his arms.
"Then will you still work with the Sky Empress?"
Pharaoh frowned. He seemed to be hesitating.
"Of course not. I've had enough of that crazy woman. Do you think I want to see my people become blood slaves?" Emperor Bright Blood said seriously.
"Fine! This old man will believe you one more time … "
After saying that, Pharaoh actually walked towards Blood Brilliance Heavenly Emperor. Feng Yixiu and Shen Ruyu's expressions gradually became solemn.
The Pharaoh silently stood not far behind Emperor Blood Brilliance, but what Emperor Blood Brilliance didn't see was that he actually smiled and nodded at Feng Yi Xiu.
"Pharaoh, this prince trusted you so much, but I never thought that you would betray me. This prince shouldn't have brought you here!" Feng Yixiu said angrily as he clenched his fists.
"I'm sorry … I'm still a Pharaoh of the Dansa Empire. I can't bear to see the Dansa Empire fall with my own eyes. Even if Great Emperor Blood Brilliance has a thousand faults, as long as he is willing to turn back, this old man cannot truly betray him. "
Pharaoh shook his head and said seriously.
"Hahaha … Asura King, now that the Pharaoh King is on my side, you no longer have any chance of winning. Even if you take the initiative to hand over the Millennium Scepter, I will still make sure you die without a burial ground!" Great Emperor Blood Brilliance raised his head and laughed loudly for a long time.
Feng Yixiu looked at Emperor Bright Blood with eyes that could spit fire. He subconsciously pulled Shen Ruyu behind him.
"Pharaoh, you go first. This prince will help you."
Emperor Bright Blood looked coldly at Feng Yixiu as if victory was already in his hands.
"As you wish, Your Majesty …"
Pharaoh bowed slightly, then slowly raised his head. A faint golden spirit summoning array suddenly condensed.
The Demon Master of Time slowly floated forward. Just when Emperor Bright Blood thought that it was going to be a good show, a sharp black hand pierced through his chest!
"Pfff!"
Emperor Bright Blood spat out a mouthful of dense blood. He then looked at the familiar black hand in a daze.
Without a doubt, this was the Demon Master of Time's Hand of Eternal Calamity. The intense pain was secondary. The most terrifying thing was that the power of Eternal Calamity was crazily corroding his body.
Emperor Bright Blood's skin withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. His life force was mercilessly being stripped away by time.
If it weren't for Emperor Bright Blood suppressing the power of Eternal Calamity with his dense spiritual energy, he would have turned into a pile of powder by now.
But even so, in just a few short seconds, Emperor Bright Blood's black hair gradually turned white. His face was full of wrinkles, making him look like a hideous corpse.
"Boom!"
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