Divine Emperor of Death

"What is she doing? Extending the time of fun?"

Fiora couldn't help but smile as she saw this scene. It was clear to her and many people that Bylai Zlatan had her opponents by her claws, so why was she leaving them beaten up and heading towards other opponents instead of making them give up and ease the burden on her energy?

Could it be that she wanted to beat them all at the same time?

Perhaps, to impress someone?

Once Fiora arrived at this conclusion, she no longer opened her mouth. In fact, Zestria also arrived at a similar conclusion.

*Bang!~*

This time, a soaring kick landed the fourth opponent's spine, causing his body to bend as he spat a mouthful of blood. Although it was just a kick, he felt that a heavy mountain had struck him, causing him to tremble as he was kicked off like a ball.

He crashed on the ground and rolled before he stabilized himself, but he could sense that his internal organs were already damaged, needing treatment. His breathing became heavy, and taking a look around; he saw that the others were also going through similar situations in the four corners, injured enough to feel that their loss was a given but not enough to give up.

What was Bylai Zlatan trying to accomplish?

This thought echoed in not only the heads of four of them but also in the heads of many others, and the doubt only deepened as they saw her fly towards the center of the battle stage.

"Everyone, I would like to say something…"

Hearing Bylai Zlatan's melodious voice, the ears of millions perked up as they subconsciously sat straight, looking forward to the drama that she was going to bring because an enslaved Dragon Queen would have many things to say, right?

Once Bylai Zlatan arrived at the center, her Golden Metal Armor faded, revealing her fair and beautiful appearance. However, she brought her hands together and whispered, "Golden Dragon Bind."

Essence energy surged from her body as four dragons hurriedly shot towards the four opponents whose expressions changed. They unleashed their fiery, earthen, and wind attacks to shatter the four golden coiling dragons shooting towards them, but to their horror, they found it was of no use, even more powerful than the attacks she hit with them in the beginning.

*Cling!~*

However, the four metal dragons transformed into thick chains and tied them up instead of harming them.

What's more, they felt their pores locked, disallowing them to release energy. If they wanted to use their energies forcefully, then they could only injure themselves to do so!

However, noticing that something was wrong with Bylai Zlatan's actions, they stayed put.

At this moment, Bylai Zlatan removed her veil, revealing her heavenly appearance that caused numerous people's eyes to widen. They had seen her magnificence before when she was enslaved, but looking at that now with their own eyes, their hearts became heavy and sad that beauty of that level had to face such a tragic fate.

Davis narrowed his eyes, wondering what she was doing when he heard her voice.

"I, Bylai Zlatan, have been enslaved by the Emperor of Death for the wrongs my Zlatan Family committed."

Bylai Zlatan placed a hand on her big bosoms and reached out her other hand, beginning to speak.

"It is a decision I took for myself after being betrayed by my Zlatan Family's Grand Elders. They imparted an entrapment hex on me, wanting to use me to kill the Emperor of Death. They wanted to sacrifice me for the greater good of the Zlatan Family. I'm sure all of you witnessed that scene through the All-Seeing Tower's broadcasting projections."

Everyone couldn't help but slightly nod as they could still remember that day like it was embedded in the back of their mind.

That was also the day where they confirmed the power of the Emperor of Death as he manhandled the Zlatan Family Powerhouses like they were nothing more than children, helplessly slaughtered, so it was all the more imprinted in their memories.

"Back then, I didn't think it would become like this." Bylai Zlatan's voice became mellow and somewhat breaking, "I had been nothing more than a prideful Dragon Queen of the Zlatan Family before being reduced to a slave. After being enslaved, the cruelty I received, the humiliation I faced, the insults thrown to my face, the shame I had to withstand, the disgrace I had become…"

Looking at Bylai Zlatan's lips quiver, everyone couldn't help but feel an insane amount of sympathy for her plight. Their gazes went from one of indifference to care as they heard her melodious and yearning voice that seemed to crave for her dignified life and lamented her current undignified life. However, they could sigh inwardly.

Who would dare to go against the Emperor of Death to rescue her?

Even after she voiced out her plight, not one single hero stood up for her…

"If only such things I imagined came to take place… I could've accepted my fate and ended my life somewhere…"

The people couldn't help but nod, but then…

'Wait…'

They suddenly felt like they had been struck by lightning!

What did she say!?

Bylai Zlatan's lips curved as she gestured like a little brat.

"I mean, all I had to follow was their orders like a maid, bringing plates, cooking food, and even building sculptures that were my specialty. Was that supposed to be a humiliation for the sin the Zlatan Family committed? Why do I feel like I've been given a pat at the back of my hand and let go of scot-free? What kind of nonsense is this? I expected something more terrible to happen to me. Hmph! What a bummer…"

Her expression became synonymous with that of an annoyed lady.

"…"

For a moment, the New Era Battle Arena became absolutely silent. There were many kinds of gazes being cast at her. Ones that were horrified, ones that were bewildered, and even outlandish ones.

'She… she's complaining…!?'

The jaws of the crowd dropped as they realized.

Bylai Zlatan was complaining that her fate wasn't worse? What's going on? Did this woman have a screw loose on her head?

"In fact, why is my life so smooth when I am a slave? I'm freer than the time I was in the Zlatan Family. This just doesn't make any sense. Can someone explain what's going on? I have my own room. My cultivation base is not sealed. I don't even have to come out of my room unless called. Why do I feel like some grand sect has invited me to train? Once, there was a bodyguard mission, and I got rewarded resources for that. Am I crazy? Am I being delusional? What kind of slave receives a reward at the Ninth Stage? Because of that, my soul is near to breaking through the King Soul Stage. Am I here to suffer or improve? Which is it!?"

Bylai Zlatan's crazed voice and confused expression were plain for everyone to hear and see, making them all blink in shock.

Was what she was saying true?

Was she made to do this? But it didn't seem like it!