Splat!
The Emperor didn't hesitate at all. Instead, she seemed to use all her strength to send the holy sword in her hand directly into her heart.
The thick, holy radiance instantly pierced through her chest, and a large amount of purple, tainted blood stained her robe.
The swaying Emperor fell from the golden throne.
It was as if declaring the fall of humanity.
The Emperor, who had tumbled down, had disheveled clothes. Only then did it become clear that the Emperor no longer had a human form. Beneath the thick imperial robe was an obese, mutated flesh monster, just like the one seen in Stillwater Prison before, having become a child of the Evil God.
The only difference might be that although the Emperor's appearance had been corrupted and transformed, she still retained her own consciousness.
"You... you madwoman!!"
