"How? Don't you believe it?" Lilia raised her eyebrow and looked at Yurachika, smiling and saying, "If you are interested, I can let you try it too."

"I will tear you apart with my own hands," Yurachika gritted his teeth, trembling all over. A strong anger burned in his heart, wishing to dismember this woman in front of him, crush her bones and scatter her ashes.

"Are you sure?" Lilia looked at Yurachika and asked with a smirk in her eyes, as if mocking Yurachika for underestimating himself.

"Wolfman friend, calm down, calm down first. As long as we can capture Lilia, the Crimson Empire will be ours," Caesar quickly comforted Yurachika, afraid that Yurachika would lose control due to anger and do something regrettable.

Upon hearing this, Yurachika took a few deep breaths and suppressed the anger welling up from within. He coldly hummed, staring at Lilia with icy eyes.

"Have you made up your mind? One by one, or both together? Your choice," Lilia looked at Yurachika and said indifferently, her face showing no trace of fear. She seemed calm, as if discussing the weather, completely ignoring Yurachika and Caesar.

This was the majesty of being a queen and the quality that a queen must possess. Moreover, Lilia was a naturally extraordinary person since childhood, having an imposing aura and daring not to be underestimated.

Lilia suspected that there were spies among the blood clan, and this person held a high position. Otherwise, the werewolves would not have been able to cross hundreds of kilometers from the south forest of the giant trees to quietly appear in the blood clan's northern territory. At present, it seemed that these two were still familiar with each other. There must be someone manipulating everything behind the scenes.

The simple way to find out the truth was to capture these two in front of her and torture them to force the mastermind to reveal themselves.

"Since you haven't made up your mind, let's do it together so as not to waste my time," Lilia shrugged, spread her hands, and showed an indifferent attitude.

Just as Caesar wanted to persuade Yurachika to join forces with him, he saw Yurachika suddenly arch his body like a cheetah ready to pounce. A terrifying energy fluctuation spread from him, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. His left hand gradually transformed into a wolf's claw, and a dense green smoke emitted from his body, looking extremely frightful.

"Yurachika, calm down. Let's take her down together," Caesar quickly reminded, arching his body slowly as well. A vast ocean-like power emanated from him.

"I don't need your help," Yurachika looked at Caesar, coldly yelled, exuding a boundless killing intent and fury from his eyes.

This was the arrogance of the werewolf royal family. It absolutely did not tolerate anyone's help when facing enemies.

Yurachika's left hand turned into a wolf claw while his right hand held a mithril longsword. His body shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, quickly charging towards Lilia. The claws in his hand carried a sharp aura, leaving behind a fierce claw mark, reaching towards Lilia.

Lilia snorted coldly and swiftly dodged aside.

She waved the crimson moon white path in her hand, and with a flash of the sword, she made a strange arc, slashing towards Yurachika. This was a sharp attack technique, containing a powerful killing intent.

"Clang!"

Yurachika blocked Lilia's attack with his wolf claw, but he was blasted away by the powerful blade aura, taking several steps back before stabilizing his body.

Seeing Yurachika at a disadvantage, Caesar started to hesitate. After all, that guy was a member of the blood clan. Who knew if he would turn against him.

In addition, this werewolf king was impulsive and stubborn. If he couldn't win, he still insisted on fighting alone.

Seemingly, this guy was from the same generation as Lilia's daughter. Fighting Lilia alone was like seeking death. He didn't even have confidence in his victory, let alone Yurachika.

Caesar kept muttering in his mind, his eyes wandering around. As long as Yurachika was defeated, he would immediately escape and no longer get involved in this matter.

However, just as Caesar hesitated, Yurachika suddenly let out a roar and once again swung his wolf claw, fiercely pouncing towards Lilia.

"Underestimate me!"

Lilia coldly snorted, disdainfully pursing her lips. With the crimson moon white path in her hand, she swung it swiftly and cut through Yurachika's armor, dropping chunks of flesh and blood to the ground, a gruesome sight.

Yurachika let out a miserable cry as his body crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a flurry of snowflakes.

"Who exactly allowed you all to cross over from the giant wood forest to this place?" Lilia looked down at Yurachika with a cold gaze, her voice filled with contempt.

"Hahaha!" Yurachika laughed heartily, his laughter filled with misery and pain, like an injured beast, pitiful and lonely.

"What are you laughing at?" Lilia furrowed her brows, not understanding why Yurachika suddenly burst into laughter.

Yurachika looked up at Lilia, a cruel smile curling up at the corners of his mouth as he coldly laughed, "Next, you will also pay the price you should pay. My werewolf tribe is waiting for your arrival down below."

"You are overestimating yourself." Lilia chuckled coldly, swinging the crimson moon white path in her hand. It turned into countless sword glows, enveloping Yurachika inside.

Wherever the sword glows passed, the air seemed to be sliced apart, making a sharp sound like glass shattering.

Yurachika was engulfed by the dense sword glows, emitting screams of agony. His body was covered in numerous sword scars, blood continuously flowing from the wounds, dyeing his silver armor red.

Yurachika continued to scream in agony, his body convulsing, his eyeballs rolling as if they could pop out at any moment.

"Ah!"

Finally, Yurachika let out a miserable howl, and his body suddenly burst, turning into a rain of blood, scattered all over the ground.

Yurachika was killed by Lilia's crimson moon white path, deathly gone.

Only Yurachika's heart was suspended in the air, beating ceaselessly. In the center of the heart, there was a blue binding rune. At this moment, the binding rune emitted a blue light, enveloping the heart.

Lilia felt an extremely sinister aura emanate from the blue binding rune, sending shivers down her spine, feeling a chill creeping over her.

Lilia looked at the heart and shouted, "Retreat quickly!"

Caesarde was slightly stunned, not understanding why Lilia suddenly said to retreat.

At this moment, the heart underwent a transformation. The blue binding rune emitted a dazzling light, and then the central blue binding rune of the heart unexpectedly turned into a black talisman. Under the contrast of the binding rune, the heart became even more mysterious and unpredictable.

The heart trembled violently and exploded, and Lilia, who was closest to it, was struck by the shockwave of the explosion. Her body flew out like a broken kite, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Ah..."

A hint of crimson blood overflowed from the corner of Lilia's mouth, her face pale.

Her body was destroyed in multiple places by the shockwave, several bones shattered, and her internal organs suffered severe injuries.

Not only that, but her meridians were torn apart by the shockwave, blood flowing from her lips, a pitiful sight.

Despite being the Queen of the Blood, Lilia should have had a strong healing ability, but there were no signs of healing this time.

Caesarde was further away, but still affected by the shockwave. His body swayed, his face flashing with an abnormal flush, clearly injured but not fatally.

Caesarde glanced at Lilia lying on the ground, barely breathing, and felt great joy in his heart: "To sacrifice some mithril and the lives of some soldiers in exchange for Lilia's life, this deal is quite cost-effective."

With that thought, Caesarde propped up his body with his trident, slowly stood up, and took steps towards Lilia.

Caesarde stood in front of Lilia, looking down at her from above, a fierce smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. "Now, it's time to avenge my beloved." As he spoke, Caesarde raised the trident in his hand and thrust it at Lilia...