Lilly remained trapped, feeling the oppressive aura enveloping her body, sticking to her like being submerged in a suffocating lake. She struggled relentlessly, yet still could not break free. Her chest tightened, and it felt as if it would burst.

Disappointment surged within her heart—ah, she still was not strong enough.

She was not powerful enough…

“Lilly!”

“Lilly!”

In that moment, Pablo and the cowardly one rushed over in desperation.

Pablo regretted his previous belief that he could protect Lilly well. Now, the King of Cities’ sword was perilously close to Lilly’s hair, and Blake remained motionless.

It seemed as though he was held in place by the King of Cities’ pressure.

Pressure was the aura that an emperor or a king like the King of Cities possessed. While pressure was not the same as strength, if the gap in power was too vast, pressure could immobilize an opponent and, in severe cases, even crush them with its force.

If he knew that Blake was Emperor Prosper, he shouldn’t have been so confident, let alone trust him!

Lilly… Lilly!

Pablo could not reach her in time, his eyes turned red.

But in the next instant, a sudden change occurred.

Lilly abruptly seized the blade of the King of Cities’ sword with her hand, following its trajectory!

Her gaze turned cold and resolute as she instantaneously closed the distance between herself and the King of Cities. She raised her small, fair hand and delivered three resounding slaps to the King of Cities.

“Take that!” The voice of the young child resounded.

“Slap! Slap! Slap!”

The King of Cities stood there in a state of disbelief.

Pablo and the others were equally stunned.

help but recall the King of

Breaking Slash…

Take that…

inexplicably echoed in

back on the ground, gasping for breath, a mix of excitement and pride on her

Blake gave her a

placing her hands on her hips and exclaiming,

here

corner of Lilly’s mouth, but she casually wiped it away, eagerly fixing her gaze on

this

King of Cities: “?”

his hand

of Cities, is this

“Of course… It’s definitely a real

over a hundred years meticulously searching for treasures made of rare materials from the depths of the

next moment, a snickering sound could

not

ghost looked surprised and uncertain. “Did I hear correctly? Did

elbow on the ghost bride’s shoulder, laughing so hard that he couldn’t stand up straight. “That’s right, that’s right! You heard it

was instantly consumed by

“How dare you!”

little brat, how dare they laugh

ghosts beneath him. Thus, he swiftly turned his long sword and slashed at the harem spirit and

“Die!”

harem spirit and

resounding voice

“Eighty!”

towering sledgehammer, imbued with a purple-golden hue, descended with overwhelming force, crashing down

sent flying out

Cities anticipated that the next strike of the sledgehammer

sledgehammer, couldn’t help but pant heavily. She

her strength to swing the hammer, the spirit energy that had been “accumulating”

the ability to wield the purple

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