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Chapter 419 The Sudden Moth

The dancer felt as if there was a special thunder rumbling inside her head, and her mind became clear as a result. Her eyes could now see deeper things.

She looked up again, and this time she saw it more clearly. The pure white light could no longer affect her vision.

She saw that at the bottom of the golden throne in front of her were actually engraved the names of five emperors, from left to right - Cyrus II, Xerxes I, Darius I, Artaxerxes I and Darius II.

But in fact, there is a sixth huge golden throne left in the city, and the bottom of the throne is engraved with - Darius III, the king of the fallen country.

The empty throne was specially engraved with the title of the king of the fallen nation... Was it because Darius III had caused the humiliation of the fall of the Shadowless Empire during his reign that he lost the right to be buried in the royal mausoleum...

The female dancer speculated in her heart.

"Humph!"

However, at this moment, the five Shadowless Emperors suddenly snorted coldly, their words revealing undisguised displeasure and anger!
This cold snort was naturally not a simple sound, but a roar that resounded directly in the soul. It was as terrifying as thunder that resounded through the sky, and the female dancer was so frightened that she couldn't help but tremble.

Even the five rays of light that merged into one became extremely violent after hearing this cold snort!
The calm tide of glory suddenly became as fierce as a raging wave!

The light is no longer kind and gentle!
The glow is angry! The glow is resentful! The glow is...sad!
"What, what's going on?!"

"Is it because of my rude peeping that the emperors are dissatisfied..." The female dancer immediately bowed her head in submission, bent her elbows on the ground and turned her palms up, pledging her respect and admiration.

The dull thud of people kowtowed and scrambled for the ground turned into the rhythm of the soul——

"Great Emperor, I sincerely beg for your mercy... Please forgive my abruptness and rudeness."

"I will present you with a new dance that you have never seen before... I beg the emperor to forgive me!"

But no matter how hard the female dancers tried to calm the emperors, it never worked.

The anger of the kings is growing more and more boiling!

The waves of glory are mixed with a touch of terrifying destructiveness!
The glow can give all things active vitality, but naturally it can also destroy the vitality of all things!
The kneeling female dancer was being washed away by the increasingly violent tide of light. Her skin and flesh began to melt away, and her six senses began to become confused and out of control - she could not feel any pain or weakness at all.

Even though her remaining rationality kept warning her that her soul was gradually collapsing and her body was also being dissolved.

The new wild hair is already burning, the skin is drying up, the moisture is evaporating, the muscles are atrophying... We will soon be lost in the tide of glow!
What finally collapsed was our sanity!!!

Bloody tears oozed from the female dancer's soul, but this time it was no longer just the impurity of her mind and body... but her lifespan and vitality!
"Why... Great Emperor... Why?"

"I have sincerely repented... wuwuwu, I sincerely pray for your forgiveness... I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

"Oh, I shouldn't have peeped into your true identity... I already know I was wrong—"

"Oh, isn't this Miss Mary? What a coincidence, you are here too.
"Hey - why are you crying so miserably?"

"Are you having trouble? Tell me! We have a contract that requires us to do our best to help you complete the dance of destiny!"

This voice is——

The female dancer, who was melting like a wax figure, looked back in horror and suddenly found that a broken and one-eyed moth had flown into the city from nowhere!!!
The female dancer, whose sanity was gradually melting, racked her brains to deduce the identity of the broken one-eyed moth.

"It's you, John Watson!" "How did you get here?! How did you get in - Impossible! This is impossible!"

"I have clearly cleaned up your blood - how could you enter my mind, especially at a time when my mind is being upgraded??!"

"First let me correct your first mistake."

The one-eyed moth fluttered its dark and broken scaly wings and landed above the head of the prostrate female dancer.

Its moth body, which was not even as big as a washbasin, was just enough to block the surging tide of glow, temporarily protecting the dancer's sanity and allowing her to come back to her senses.

"First of all, Miss Mary, you haven't completely cleaned up the flesh and blood I left in your body... It's not just the sweet cup of blood just now. I left some flesh and blood hidden deep in the folds of your brain when you were deformed."

The one-eyed moth chuckled, and the vibration of its broken scaly wings stirred up a crazy, smelly wind that made the female dancer cough and retch.

Huh? My sense of smell and taste have returned? No, this is only a spiritual sense of smell and taste, which cannot fully represent the senses of the flesh.

"But you are still lucky. The remaining light from the five old immortals has washed away your impurities and the remaining wine in your body."

"But the power of these old immortals is really limited... They actually have to cleanse step by step?!"

"After all, he is the emperor of the once glorious Shadowless Empire!"

"How can you accomplish anything when you're dragging your feet on blessing a baptism?"

"No wonder you were eventually destroyed by Alexander... It's because you are all slow-moving people!"

"Hehe, do you understand my double meaning? Look at these old men, they are just a pile of bones now."

One of the one-eyed moth's tentacles gently swept across the dancer's eyes. A dark and pure light seemed to bloom from the depths of her eyes, and the things in front of her eyes became clearer.

This time, the female dancer saw the true faces of the five emperors clearly.

Just as John Watson said, the five giants, who were withered but still retained the aura of an emperor, suddenly vanished into thin air, and what appeared before her were five withered, cracked skeletons.

It turned out that the illusion of the emperor that the female dancer had just seen was nothing more than a disguise of glow—the faint glow flowed and entwined around the withered bones, constructing the illusion of flesh and skin.

Even the throne that shone with brilliant gold... was actually just an ordinary marble sculpture.

It turns out that the kings of the once glorious Shadowless Empire...also looked so shriveled and pitiful after their death.

The female dancer who gradually regained consciousness muttered in her heart. Due to the sharp contrast between the past and the present, she actually felt a little disgusted at the moment, and she didn't know how such an arrogant and crazy idea came about.

"How was it born? Of course it was because of me!"

"It's because you have my solid backing that you can be so arrogant, Miss Mary... You even dared to insult the audience watching the performance, you are really going against the will of heaven... What? You don't understand this idiom???"

The one-eyed moth beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying, "What a hopeless illiterate person!"

Then he swung his scimitar-like tentacles and stabbed them heavily, penetrating deep into the female dancer's soul.

(End of this chapter)