The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After reaching a distance of three meters from Aniraya, Kharon stopped, a "cordial" smile on his face.

"It is truly an honor to once again witness your beautiful figure and unparalleled beauty."

Aniraya responded coldly:

"What does Governor Aberrahak mean by this? Isn't your group usually on good terms with the Cleft Claw Conspiracy?"

"Ah, you misunderstand. I am not here on behalf of the governor."

"Oh?"

Aniraya turned her gaze to the motionless figure behind Kharon.

"It can't be Viktor, can it? If it really is him, then I can only say, this is a raid worthy of being recorded in history."

"It's not him either. Viktor? Just fish meat on my master's chopping board."

"Ha, what big words. Then who is your new master?"

Kharon took out a dagger from his bosom, held it in reverse, and raised it high.

"I represent the primal fire of the Supreme Sky, the incarnation of Asuryan, the pillar of the Eternal Court, the great Phoenix King!"

At this moment, Aniraya was visibly stunned, followed by a long silence.

She had considered countless possibilities, but she never expected things to develop this way!

She knew about the Eternal Court, but had always regarded it as a joke, like those madmen who openly declared their faith in the god of death, all a bunch of out-of-tune hypocrites.

But she never expected this force to appear before her in such a way.

It felt like a bizarre dream!

"You"...

After hesitating for a moment, Alanya uttered a few words.

"...How could it be?"

"What do you mean, how could it be? Isn't this a matter of course?"

Kharon put away the dagger, puffed out his chest, and said proudly:

"The way of Asuryan is the path the Aeldari should take. What is Commorragh? Junkies, criminals, madmen, murderers, sadistic perverts, just a garbage dump! I have long been a loyal subject of the court, just lurking there."

Aniraya didn't know Kharon well, but she knew a little. This guy rarely told the truth, so she didn't believe him.

However, the dagger just now had a terrifying power, and the symbol of the Eternal Court. Alanya believed that this action was indeed initiated by the Eternal Court, because there was no better explanation.

After a contemptuous smile, the Succubus gently flicked the floating hair around her ear and said slowly:

"So, Mr. Kharon, what are you here to say? Is the Eternal Court deciding to take over here completely?"

"No, His Highness does not intend to change anything here immediately, but you must submit."

"Submit?"

Aniraya covered her mouth with the back of her hand, tilted her head slightly, and let out a crisp laugh.

"Submit? Even the most powerful governor in Commorragh could not make me submit. Him? He's said to be an ape, sorry, I don't have bestiality tendencies."

Kharon stared at her, his expression unfriendly, and said:

"Please be careful with what you say."

At this moment, the person behind him also handed over two things wrapped in human skin cloaks. Kharon took them, bent down, placed them on the ground, and then gently lifted them with a dagger.

The next second, Aniraya's laughter stopped.

The already deformed heads of Zargaen and Drekarus appeared before her eyes.

After narrowing her eyes slightly, the Archon Succubus lowered her hand, crossed her arms, and changed to a more relaxed stance.

"So, this is a warning?"

"No, just a reminder from His Highness. If the Withered Blade wants to continue to have a place in the Shadow Hub, you have to go see him in person."

"If he wants the Shadow Hub, we can leave."

"I said, His Highness doesn't want anything to change here."

"What does that mean? Does the self-proclaimed righteous and just Eternal Court also want such a... sinful place? Or are you no longer able to maintain that hypocrisy? Of course, this is the true appearance of the ancient empire. If the empire that the Eternal Court wants to restore is a truly free country, I also support it."

"Please don't misunderstand. His Highness just doesn't want any changes here for the time being. As for anything else, it's not for you to think about."

Aniraya curled her lips into a contemptuous smile.

"Ah, you are truly a loyal subject, but unfortunately, I will not serve a hypocritical empire. I choose to be a free person, and for this, I would rather disband the Withered Blade."

"Perhaps I didn't explain clearly? This is His Highness's, requirement, whether you are willing or not, you have to do it. Do you understand? I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just conveying it."

"What if I refuse?"

"Then you will have to die, and the Withered Blade will replace you with another Succubus."

Faced with the aggressive Kharon, Aniraya was silent for a moment, then her arm suddenly stretched out like a snake, and a sharp poisoned stinger slid out from her hand armor, stabbing towards Kharon's face like a snake's tongue.

The Succubus's sudden killing intent, even a governor might not be able to withstand. Just as Kharon took half a step back with a pale face, a strong hand grabbed the Archon Succubus's wrist.

"Attacking His Highness's envoy in public is a capital crime!"

The cloak receded, revealing a Phoenix Guard in ornate armor. Aniraya was shocked that the court actually had such warriors. She could even feel the other party's逼迫 heat and terrifying power, as well as the surging psychic energy.

And her wrist, which was being grabbed, felt as if it were clamped by iron pliers, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it back.

"So this is the Eternal Court? Randomly declaring others' death sentences?"

In between words, Aniraya's other hand grabbed a weapon hidden in her long hair from behind, a bladed whip composed of crescent-shaped blades. This was an extremely complex weapon, and even ordinary Wych Elites found it difficult to use. It required a wealth of skill to avoid being injured by it and still be able to harm the opponent.

Compared to a whip, its blades were heavy enough to knock away enemy blades that were parrying and blocking. Aniraya relied on her agility to open them outwards at a dazzling speed to tear apart opponents, while seamlessly connecting soft and deadly attacks to her other moves.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the crescent-shaped blades spun out. Under normal circumstances, as long as she landed a decapitating strike, everything would be over.

But this time it didn't happen. The other party pulled her to the right with force, and the Archon Succubus was almost thrown down, but relying on the special device on her boots, she fixed herself on the edge of the path, and then used the freed hand to grab another weapon from behind her waist, a short blade coated with poison, slashing towards the other party's throat.

The Phoenix Guard pushed Kharon away, and then a war scythe appeared in his hand. The subsequent fierce thrust directly sent Aniraya flying dozens of meters. The Archon Succubus relied on incredible balance and finally landed on the circle in the center of the path.

The other party's strength almost made her think she was fighting a raging Ork Warboss.