Bailan Cosmic Country National Hall.
A tall, burly figure with crescent horns on his head, holding a blood-stained giant axe, walked step by step towards the National Hall, his dark golden eyes filled with fierce killing intent, staring tightly at the trembling ministers in the hall.
"Shark Boat Tyrant Crocodile, do you really want a fight to the death with my Bailan Cosmic Country?"
A loud voice came from above the National Hall, followed by a majestic figure appearing atop the Bailan Palace, towering up to ten thousand meters high. This was an elder, wearing the Emperor's Crown, and on his imperial robe was a lifelike Sacred White Orchid; at this moment, his eyes showed domineering majesty... and boundless anger.
"Sovereign!" The ministers prostrated themselves on the ground.
