"Kill!"
One King Level, three Golden Lion Level, and eighteen Dreadnought-Class—obviously, the assassins are nobles of the Empire, secretly mobilizing steam battle armor and steam cannons to kill Ye Qingzhou, the Emperor of Great Qi, to prevent the Empire's doom.
In the carriage, Prime Minister Rudolph was already pale with fear, his spine seemed to have been emptied, slumped in his seat.
Sitting across from him, however, Ye Qingzhou had a calm and composed look, unmoved by the situation before him: "So, your country still has righteous men unafraid of death."
Ye Qingzhou actually admired such stubbornness.
Of course, admiration aside, he wouldn't hold back when it came to killing.
"Rebellious fiends, how dare you assault the sacred chariot, you have committed a capital offense!"
Xu Biyi, holding a sword and shield, confronted the oncoming steam battle armor head-on, splitting a Dreadnought-Class in half with a vertical slash.
