Emperor's Reckoning

The palace turned into rubble in a second as the magnificent material it was made, drowned and crumbled to the ground. The black clouds of nimbostratus were forced to scatter away from the spot as the ridiculous power shifted the land and trembled its core. The sea was raging away from it as nature didn't dare to be involved in her conflict.  What was once the greatest building in this world, was now nothing but the dust of a crater. 

The wind bellowed as Karina covered her eyes with her beautiful golden hair fluttering against it. She couldn't focus her vision before a step was heard from a silhouette that was approaching her. She could hear the fluttering of flags as the pressure in the atmosphere turned suffocating. 

The cloud of dust tried hard to kept the figure inside but her face was seen piercing through as the first thing Karina noticed was a red stain that accompanied her whenever she fought. Half of her face was dyed red to her disbelief as noticeable cracks on her armor were revealed. One of the antennae of her headdress was snapped in half. With every two steps of her foot, one piece of her armor fell, revealing another bruise on her body. Her forearms had blood running on them as if it was a new line of veins. Her golden eyes were slightly menacing but she no longer gritted her teeth as she walked past Karina who was looking at her with an admiring glisten in her eyes.

The auburn beauty had one figure in her mind as she kept walking forward. The reflection of a tired young man with one of his knees hitting the floor was on her eyes. Her shadow naturally overcame him as she saw his pupils dilated the more she was closer to him.  Only then, a puckered-up smirk appeared on her face bruised face. 

The superiority of her womanhood far exceeded the others, both in terms of beauty and power. There was not a single female from any race who could compete against her with her natural war-goddess physique. She was destined to rule the world from the moment she gained that tattoo on her nape. She was destined to render anything she wanted to render. There was no limit in her as the shackles of mortality were naught. Yet, under the illuminating full moon that was finally able to reveal itself, the expression on her face showed nothing of those.

"Cecile... Auburn... right?" Lyon muttered with a grin.

Her heart immediately wrenched as it skipped a beat the moment her eardrums caught those serene words. Her eyes opened wide as she could feel any words that came out of her mouth will turn hoarse. Warm glistening stains slightly slid down from the corner of her eyes across her cheeks. Her armors gradually diminished into bits of light as the headdress was the last one to go. Her irises returned to her original color which was her last name and her arms couldn't stop trembling before she tightened up her upper lips and said.

"Yes."

She closed her eyes with a smile that was worth a thousand world. Her heart basked in the warmth that she had waited for so long. She couldn't feel the physical pain that she was enduring anymore before she crouched down under his surprised eyes. A gentle embrace soon followed as his head was guided toward under her chin. He could hear the thumps of her heart before he slightly closed his eyes.

The feeling of loss and the feeling of familiarity were both felt by the young man that had not fully recovered his memories. However, the soul was ever pricking those feelings whenever the right components were present. He knew he was right, this woman was his, a fate with a tight string that death couldn't even severe.

The warmth in her embrace made the coldness in the damp atmosphere non-existent as if the storm was never there. There were no perverted thoughts in his mind even when his head was on top of her breasts. There was calm, peace, and then happiness. If he ever thought of stopping time, now would be one of those moments. He rested his eyes as the fatigue he felt slowly healed.

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Karina was looking at them both basking under the moonlight. Her cheeks slowly turned a red hue as she reminisced the time where they spend their first training together in the forest. It was also under the scent of petrichor did he gave her the kiss.

Soon she furrowed her eyebrows before glancing in the opposite direction. She slowly turned around as she clenched her fists. She knew from the beginning that not all of them would die so easily. They were once again outnumbered from plain sight but Cecile and Lyon didn't even look at them before their figures slowly left the soil.

Borton looked around at his allies and found a promising number of them still fit and well. Some got minor injuries while other had majors, the rest was obliterated. There were a thousand of them, now it was over eight hundred heads left. (That woman is crazy, she went through the entire tunnel of a spatial storm yet still brought about disastrous power within her!).

"Borton what the fuck?! You never tell us the enemy could traverse inside a spatial storm!" said one of the men from Cliff's group.

"Don't blame it on me! Do you think I would know?! If I would I won't be having this scar!" shouted Borton back as he pointed out his chest. The imprint was still visible as his clothes couldn't survive the blow.

"Tch! What do we do now?!"

"Don't be soo so hasty, just try and gauge that woman's cultivation level, she is more or less at the same level as the man she embraced."

"Yeah, I'm not buying that bullshit! He is a mere peak Divine Realm cultivator but look at Fakon! He didn't even leave this world a corpse! And that woman just killed over a hundred of us! Even the proud goddamn palace has been turned into rubbles!"

"Don't be stupid! Do you think a divine realm cultivator could have that much power without a third party?! Their power is running out! They are just a lit-up candle and they are running out of wax," said Borton before he took a glance at Karina and muttered, "All three of them."

"Hmm?" Only now did he noticed that Cecile and Lyon were floating above and the only thing bigger than the two was the moon that stood watch over the soil Borton put his feet on.

"Sect Elders! Follow me!" Borton had an imminent feeling of danger crawling on his spine as he gritted his teeth. So far his instinct had never been wrong, the only thing wrong was doubting himself.

The sect leaders looked at one after another before the patriarch from the Loh Sect followed Borton and flew to the sky.

"Legion! You deal with the blonde!" said Borton before getting a clicked tongue reply.

He knew that the blonde young woman in front of them was nothing sort of the ordinary by the death of his teammates.

Karina certainly worried about the two but she also caught the glimpse of the glares from the people in front of her. She got her stance ready as the aura of a true dragon surrounded her being.

"Hey, Lyon..." Cecile muttered before Lyon looked up at her beautiful face.

"Some bad people are going to ruin our moment, but... will you marry me again?" asked Cecile with a smile.

Lyon couldn't even fully grasp the surprise sensation as Cecile leaned her face and planted her lips against his. Her hand sleekly moved with a flick before a shiny platinum ring repelled the shine of the moon. She pushed the ring inside his finger to the base before she let go of her kiss.

"Cecile... that's!"

The beautiful auburn pushed his figure away with a smile. Lyon's eyes froze as he saw more than eight figures were coming at her from behind. He tried to reach out his hand only for Cecile to shake her head, "Trust me like you make me trust you, remember?"

"Hmm..." Borton halted his flight as he stood a few steps away from Cecile and the menacing dark sphere that had just swallowed perhaps the most talented cultivator on the planet.

"What are you trying to do to him, Cecile? What is that black sphere?" asked Borton.

Cecile turned around as the smile was already gone from her face. She didn't answer his question before she opened her palm right under their eyes.

"There is a famous saying, what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours. Titania! Before I kill you let me show you the true connection between a husband and wife!"

"Huh?! What are you trying to flaunt about?! You already lost we got you cornered!" shouted Titania from the ground.

Borton furrowed his eyebrows, "Threatening to kill your own aunt? Whatever idea you might have, you better drop it off. Else, I won't mind facing your father."

Cecile smirked before her lips muttered.

"Huh?!" Karina opened wide as the atmosphere turned silent the moment words came out of Cecile's mouth.

"Feast the blood of your enemies! Scarlet!" 

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