Chapter 1055: The Emperor's Requiem

A perfected Sacred Body can stand toe‑to‑toe with an Emperor. That line echoed endlessly through Frank Yale's mind. In a heartbeat, the dullness in his eyes sharpened to a blade's gleam; the ruins of his resolve flared back into a tidal wave of fighting spirit. Even if he was only half of an Ancient Sacred Body, a sliver of hope was still hope. "Kill!" He roared from the gut and swung the Blood-Spirit Saber. Behind him, the Ancient Void Dragon, Carmen, and Linda Cutmore closed ranks at his...