Flame Capital City, Within the palace.
Over twenty masked black figures were staring at a middle-aged man clad in golden armor. Their gazes were cold and without mercy.
Behind the middle-aged man were a few hundred royal guards. However, the royal guards were all lying on the ground and drenched in perspiration.
This was a strange scene.
This was the palace within the Flame Capital City!
Normally, this area was controlled by the royal guards. However, the royal guards did not seem to have the advantage in this situation. Conversely, they seemed to be unable to move at all.
"Bai Qi, is there any point in struggling?" A masked figure with sharp gaze walked forward as he cast his gaze on the middle-aged man clad in golden armor.
Beside the black figure was another one of his comrades, though this figure had a more gentle and feminine gaze.
