It was a complete and absolute crushing force.
August and the others felt as if a heavy hammer had smashed into their chests. For a moment, they could not even breathe.
Cheryl coldly tightened her grip on her ice-crystal staff. As long as Aiden gave her one look, she would freeze these noisy humans into ice statues without hesitation.
"Everyone, shut your mouths!"
At that moment, Eira spoke coldly from the dragon throne.
Her voice was not loud, but it sounded like rolling thunder, instantly silencing the entire hall.
The nine Golden Dragons of National Destiny roared beneath the dome. The overwhelming pressure of imperial power forced the conservative officials to collapse to the floor, trembling in fear.
Eira's cold gaze swept over August, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.
"You keep saying Aiden has betrayed humanity and joined hands with a creature from the Abyss."
"August, let me ask you something."
