The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Coming to an abandoned world, Doral immediately realized that all his men had betrayed him and wanted to kill him, and it was only then that he realized that Victor had been watching himself, and now it was time He thought it was time to end it.

What followed was the most brutal battle Doral had ever experienced in his life. Although he won in the end, his body was pierced four times, he lost an arm, and he had fatal wounds on his neck and forehead.

If nothing else, he will die like this.

Then, Soshyan saw the first ray of light in Doral's dark life—

After waking up from the constant pain, Doral felt the warmth of the sheets on and under him, and he didn't even want to open his eyes, just to enjoy the comfort of being half asleep.

He couldn't remember when he could sleep so deeply.

But the moment passed quickly, giving way to a sense of vulnerability, and he realized that he had no armor and weapons, which had been taken away—things that his instinct to live under threat made him long for their protection.

In the Comoros, he would not have survived without these measures.

Suddenly, a gentle and peaceful voice sounded near him, it was a woman.

"Don't worry, you are safe."

Doral opened his eyes, turned his head and saw a girl in a green robe, with thick muscles and star-like eyes, standing beside him, and recognized at a glance that she was a fellow Ark.

At this moment her left hand was on him, and her right hand held an amulet set with four diamond-like jewels, each with a small blue star shining in the center.

Then, he found that his broken hand had been restored.

Doral looked around. It was a small room with only a single bed and a low cabinet with a marble top, and on the top shelf were crystals of various sizes, colors and shapes. , and a tray of medical instruments next to it.

"When they found you, the sisters said you were dead."

The Eldar said in a soft voice that Doral did not like:

"But your will is strong."

"It must be foreign to you, after all it has been honed against long-term adversity, and you are all greenhouse flowers."

"How are you feeling now?"

Doral moved slightly, trying to flex his muscles, but when the pain erupted on his spine, his face contorted subconsciously.

"It's stiff everywhere."

he said through gritted teeth.

"My back felt like it was on fire."

"You misunderstood the question. I fully understand your physical pain. Your physical injury will heal. What I want to know is your spirit, your mind, how are you feeling?"

"why?"

The girl frowned slightly in confusion, surprised by the question.

"Muscle tissue can be woven back together, bones can be repaired, but the damage to your spirit is not a simple reconstruction. If your will is damaged, there is no point in physical healing."

"Typical Arkworld-style nonsense! You yourself said I was strong-willed, and I've endured worse in my life!"

The girl stared at Doral for a long time, and he scoffed at the sympathy in her eyes, and gave her a hard look.

"Don't look at me like that! I don't need your pity, your pity is nauseating."

The girl immediately looked away, distracting herself with the crystal device in her hand.

After that, she didn't look up when she spoke.

"The resentment is to be expected, you've been touched by such darkness that you don't understand how much danger you face."

"Dangerous? It's pointless to heal me and then kill me. Even the Ark Eldar are not that stupid. After my body recovers, what are your intentions?"

"I have no intentions, and neither have my sisters. The bleak angle with which you look at the universe taints your perception and sees enemies that don't exist."

"Haha, don't you want me, a fallen person, to kneel and make me repent to satisfy your unique sense of superiority?"

Doral's lips contorted with contempt, but it was more to hide the weakness inside than to really feel it.

He was used to deceit and betrayal, and was instinctively terrified of this type of communication.

The girl looked into his eyes and suddenly said softly:

"Sorry, my words may be a bit heavy, but Lord Jain Zaal allows you to survive, then you have a second path to choose, let go of the darkness that haunts your heart, and you will find peace.... By the way, I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

His lips twitched for a moment, and then he said something in a very soft voice.

"My name is Alcantara Krach."

"Alcantara....means Dragon Rider Prince in the ancient imperial language, right? Good name, my name is Lorena, Lorena Iberis."

Hearing the other party's name, his eyes widened.

"Iberis... The ark world where howling banshees are abundant!?"

The other side nodded, pointing to the screaming mask on the cabinet.

"I'm also a Howling Banshee, but still in the learning stage."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand in the opposite direction.

"Come on, let me see if you can go."

After a moment of hesitation, Alcantara ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gently held the opponent's hand.

The other's hand was so warm, delicate, without a hint of hostility—

At that moment, he seemed to return to the time when his mother led him walking in the garden when he was a child, and a line of clear tears fell from his eyes uncontrollably.

Soshyan withdrew his hand, and the look in his courtier's eyes changed a little.

"It turns out that you joined the ark like this... Doral, as an Ada, why do you trust me as a human being so much, and you are willing to show your secrets in front of me? Is it just because we are more familiar? "

Doral closed his collar with a smile and replied:

"Actually, in many cases, the difference between the Ark Ada and the Comoros Ada is almost as great as the difference between humans and Ada, so I can understand your highness Soshyan Your feelings with Your Majesty Veronica are more important. Yes, I believe that you are the one chosen by Asuryan, and if I want to complete my revenge, I must rely on your power."

"Since you have become the Ark Spirit Race, why are you so obsessed with revenge?"

"His Royal Highness, this revenge is not only for me and my family, but also for those compatriots who have been tortured for countless generations. You have been to Comoros, and you know what it is like there. Ordinary Ada is better than humans there. Are slaves much better? What kind of withered look is the once prosperous capital now? In their eyes, they are not compatriots at all, just livestock."

"Then why do you say it has to be me?"

"Because after so many years of research and observation, I realized that it is not easy to overthrow Victor, or that Victor's rise to power itself is not a simple matter, but the result of compromise after the acquiescence of the three forces."

"Three powers? Which three?"