Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1448: Settle Accounts After Autumn

Alan silently looked at the familiar faces on the table. Hubble had already gone far away. Belmord had followed him for the longest time, while Laura was her beloved woman and treated her as a father. On this strange planet, these were the people closest to him. He could understand the worries and feelings of these people.

Cut a small piece of tenderloin into several pieces with a knife. Alan inserted it gently with a fork and put the sauce into his mouth. Right now, the chefs in the City Lord's Mansion had adjusted the dishes according to their tastes. Although there were still some differences, they could be considered delicious.

After eating the meat piece peacefully, Alan said, "I know what you're worried about. But think about it, if Frius wants to harm me, there's no need for such trouble. That was the Black Emperor, one of the two Paragons of Agares. If he wants my life, a Mock Pill won't be able to stop him. Besides, he has no reason to do so. I have no conflict of interest with Dobia. On the contrary, he would be happy to see me continue to put Demonic Shadow Empire at a disadvantage. "

"Otherwise, the pitch-black ball wouldn't have done so much for me."

Alan wiped his mouth with a square scarf and smiled. "Let's do it. I'll be on time in three days. You don't have to worry too much."

Since Alan had already said so, Laura and the others could only give up. Moreover, as Alan had said, Frius had no reason to harm him.

But this was only Allen's own words. In fact, he didn't dare to be careless. There was no reason for Frius to harm him, but that man was a Paragon. If he wanted to do anything, Alan thought he didn't need a reason.

Three days later, an airship flew out of Mockdale and brought Alan to the edge of the Plains of Star Death. According to the agreement, Allen had the airship docked at the edge of the plain until he returned, and he entered the plain alone.

Frius did not specify where he would meet in the plains, but Alan knew that when Frius wanted him to know, he would. Therefore, he didn't walk in a hurry and only went deeper into the plains at his usual speed.

A few days later, traces of the battle could still be felt on the plains. On that day, the army of Mirion clashed on the plains. The attacks of experts and the power of high-powered weapons caused a great deal of chaos in the plains. The earth was sliced open by energy, and the ground turned into scorched earth. The destructive energy would remain in the ground, and it would take decades or even hundreds of years for it to completely dissipate.

Especially where Mirion was destroyed, Alan could still feel the danger coming from that area. The energy of space shattering remained in that area, although it did not appear to be abnormal on the outside. However, when ordinary people or people with low strength entered that area, they would be crushed into powder by invisible spatial energy.

For many years to come, it will be another space. Unless Alan was able to neutralize it with his Origin Energy, it would be impossible for him to recover in a short period of time, as was the case in the area where the space in the Mockedan Military Region had been destroyed.

Alan walked through the battlefield that day. After Mirion died that day, the Imperial Army had lost their fighting spirit. In addition, there was no pressure from an expert like Mirion. It was most appropriate to describe a defeat like a mountain.

The battlefield could still see the fragments of the flying ship and the wreckage of the war chariot, but the corpses were nowhere to be seen. Evidently, the empire had sent people to clean up the battlefield, so they didn't know how they felt when they didn't find Mirion's corpse.

The power of the void shattering shattered an expert like Mirion into pieces. The only thing the empire could find was probably only a portion of that general's broken limbs. Thinking about it, Mirion was also one of the empire's most powerful experts, but he was destroyed by the endless barrage of guns, even if he couldn't escape. If the empire knew that this was the result of endless destruction, it would probably regret developing this gun, right?

Alan raised his head. Frius didn't seem to have arrived yet. He wasn't in a hurry either. He simply sat in a war chariot and looked around with a desolate gaze.

He rarely stayed alone, and when he was alone, he would mostly temper his Origin Energy and strive for improvement. It was almost impossible to sit idle in a corner like now. As he sat there, he remembered many things from the past. A flash of images flashed through his mind. However, what finally froze was the cut finger in the snow.

Hence, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Alan sighed softly. He was still young, but he felt that he had experienced many vicissitudes. Thinking back to his journey from nobody to today, he had already met two of the only three Autarchs in the universe, including today's Frius.

If it was someone else, they wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Ordinary people envied those who had extraordinary experiences, but they didn't know that after experiencing great storms and waves, they yearned for ordinary things instead. Alan thought more than once that if the town hadn't been destroyed, he and Lanny would still be living together. Which of these two lifestyles is happier.

He shook his head and laughed at himself.

There is no such thing as a saying that time always goes forward and never goes back. Whether you are willing or not, the past is already irreversible, so you should cherish the present even more. Because inadvertently, the things you are accustomed to now may only be recorded in your memories in the future.

Alan's heart skipped a beat. He jumped out of the war chariot and walked towards a hillside that was piled up by the impact.

Frius is here.

Even though he didn't feel the slightest bit of Qi leaking out, there wasn't anything unusual on the plains. But Allen knew, and was sure, that it was purely an instinct, without any reason whatsoever.

When he walked up the hill, he saw Frius. One of the two Sovereigns of Agares, the man known as the Black Emperor, had his back to Alan. The long, pitch-black hair flowed like water under the sunlight. The cloak was lifted up by the wind and gently swung. Felius stood there quietly, almost merging with the air.

Before this, Alan had imagined Felius's appearance, but he had never imagined that it would be this scene in front of him. The man standing there at this moment did not even boast the slightest bit of arrogance, and it was very difficult to associate him with the emperor of Dubia.

"Frius?" Alan couldn't help but confirm.

The man with his back to Allen laughed softly, "It's been a long time since anyone dared to call me by my name. Is it because you don't feel threatened by me that you've grown bolder? Or do you have the confidence to sit on equal footing with me?"

Alan's entire body trembled.

He suddenly thought of a fatal problem.

Just like Felius said, he was too ordinary at the moment, so ordinary that Alan could not feel his threat, so he subconsciously lowered his guard, otherwise he would not have called him by his name.

If that was the case, Frius was indeed terrifying. His fearfulness lies in the fact that he hides it deep, like an endless ocean. Underwater currents surged beneath the seabed, but the surface of the sea was calm and undisturbed. However, people often only see the surface of the sea, but never see through the seabed.

Or perhaps, Alan had yet to see through Frius' strength!

The Black Emperor turned around.

His appearance was almost perfect. Even in terms of human aesthetics, Frius could definitely be ranked among the beauties, and he was the top one. There was a contemptuous smile on his face, as if he was disdainful of anything. The smile seemed arrogant to the others, but it was just right on Frius's face, for he had the qualifications to do so.

As a supreme being, he truly had the right to despise everything.

He was dressed in black iron armor, and his armor was black and red in the middle. The scarlet lines on the suit of armor were like traces of blood, as if the enemy had left behind blood on his body that could not be wiped away.

A sword hung on his waist. The scabbard on the hilt of the sword was dark in color, and a scarlet gem was embedded in his palm. Alan's gaze fell on the sword and he felt dizzy. He was shocked. It seemed that the sword was not simple.

"My treasure is not very friendly, especially to those who are staring at it. But you haven't lost consciousness. Good, it means you're worth my trip."

Ellen took a deep breath and said, "I am honored to be appreciated by His Majesty."

Frius smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just interested in someone who dares to challenge Spenak. You and I may not meet, but it might be a bad thing for you."

"Oh?" Alan said, "Looks like Mr. Short's promises will not be fulfilled?"

"Not necessarily." Frius said, "I actually have some old debts that I want to settle with you before I decide whether or not to sponsor you."

"For example?"

"For example, Death Star Base, you won't forget about this, right?"

Alan smiled bitterly. Of course, he would not forget about the Death Star Base. Back then, the Gatu and the Grai Giants had joined forces to attack the Garden of Eden, but in reality, they were using the Death Star Base as a cover. The real killing intent of the chaotic races was to use the Death Star base to crash into Adahua Planet, and it almost succeeded. If Alan hadn't messed up this plan by accident, perhaps Adahua Planet would no longer exist.

At that time, the Barbarians had already been spotted moving behind the scenes, especially the Barbarians' leader, Fire Demon Beruke, pointing directly at the fact that Frius was plotting this plan behind the scenes.

Frius said slowly, "You have to know how much manpower and resources it took me to prepare for this project. Not to mention the Death Star Base and the Heart of the Stars alone, the resources it cost is an astronomical figure."

"Originally, this plan was expected to succeed, but it was only a little short." Frius drew a distance between his thumb and index finger: "Unfortunately, it was because of you. The plan ended in failure."

Alan said calmly, "So His Majesty is here to settle the old debt, but even so, I will not apologize. Even if things happen again, I will still do so."

"Oh? Aren't you afraid that I'll turn against you and kill you?"

Alan narrowed his eyes. "I'm afraid, but it won't be that easy for His Majesty to kill me."

Frius smiled charmingly. "I told you I wanted to give it a try."

"Your Majesty, please advise me."

Frius' smile finally disappeared, and two words burst out from his mouth, "You're courting death!"