Frost had never seen such complete detachment and disappointment in her eyes.
Frost struggled to crawl away amidst the chaos, but several shadows enveloped him.
The militiamen Chloe brought quickly surrounded him, their gun muzzles pointed steadily at his face.
"What are you doing? I am Frost!" he shrieked, feigning toughness while being inwardly timid, "I am the Minister of the Black Queen's Intelligence Department!"
"You are the one we are here to arrest." The leading militiaman's voice was devoid of emotion, and two men roughly hoisted him up, dragging him towards Chloe.
Frost twisted desperately, shouting in vain, "Let me go! I have rendered meritorious service to the Black Queen! I have shed blood for the organization!"
"You cannot treat me like this!"
However, when he was dragged before Chloe and met her icy gaze, all his excuses got stuck in his throat.
He was like a chicken with its neck wrung, instantly silenced, even holding his breath involuntarily.
Frost understood that he had crossed the line that should never be touched.
Billie had approached at some point, with a hint of mischievousness as if watching a show, and handed a phone to Chloe.
Although Chloe didn't recognize Billie, she still took it with a cold face and pressed the play button.
The light from the screen shone on her face, and her expression visibly darkened at a rapid pace.
His previous defiance and arrogance could still be attributed to youthful impetuousness, but his attempt to use Goluthos as a bargaining chip, and the ambition thus exposed, was a naked betrayal of the Black Queen's foundation, and even of Chloe herself.
The surrounding air seemed to be compressed and solidified by that invisible fury.
Serie felt such a terrifying oppressive aura emanating from Chloe for the first time; she was completely different from the sunny, cheerful, and even somewhat scatterbrained beautiful girl from before, and even the surrounding militiamen subconsciously held their breath.
The faint snippets of conversation leaking from the phone lashed at Frost's face like a whip.
He wished he could go back in time and strangle his past self who liked to talk big a few hours ago.
"I... it was all Lucas! He incited..." Frost tried to argue.
Chloe's knuckles turned white from gripping, and the phone case groaned under the pressure.
The killing intent in her eyes was almost palpable, making everyone silent with fear.
Billie quickly reached out in fright and carefully pulled her precious phone back.
"You mean," Chloe's voice was ice-cold, "you wanted to give my Lord Goluthos to Lucas, is that right?"
With both human and material evidence, the proof was irrefutable.
Frost opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.
He knew that admitting it meant a dead end.
But not admitting it... haha, was that even possible?
He hung his head, not daring to look into Chloe's eyes.
Just then, a sudden "creak... creak..." broke the suffocating, almost judgmental silence.
Goluthos slowly walked over, her cheeks puffed out as she chewed on something, which on closer inspection seemed to be metal fragments from a firearm.
She seemed completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere.
The chewing sound was exceptionally clear in the silence, even carrying a hint of inexplicable humor.
As if physically demonstrating—
It's come to this, let's eat first.
Chloe turned her head at the sound, and when her gaze fell upon Goluthos's blood-stained yet still innocent face, the coldness in her eyes miraculously melted away considerably.
She reached out and very gently wiped a speck of blood from Goluthos's cheek with her fingertip, her voice softening a bit: "You've worked hard, Lord Goluthos..."
Goluthos blinked blankly, then shook her head.
Hard work? Not at all.
Most of the work was done by her other clones.
She just tore apart an officer with her hands, and then along the way... well... she ate quite a bit.
Chloe couldn't help but show a doting smile when she saw Goluthos's innocent little expression, but then she thought that someone actually wanted to offer the girl in front of her as a gift to someone else...
"Lord Goluthos," Chloe gritted her teeth in anger, her voice taut, "How do you... wish to deal with him?"
Serie, of course, wanted to kill him quickly.
However, Serie kept a little trick up her sleeve.
She didn't directly state her stance; she just raised her small hand, stained with a bit of blood, and gently pointed towards Chloe.
Yes, she wanted to see how Chloe planned to deal with Frost.
As the absolute leader of the Black Queen, Serie wanted to see Chloe's methods.
To see if she truly had the potential to lead this vast organization at such a young age.
However, even if Chloe were soft-hearted, with Frost's current blood loss, even if he ran a few kilometers, Goluthos would still be able to eliminate him in an instant.
It was just that if that happened, Serie would be somewhat disappointed in Chloe,
and her expectations for the young organization of the Black Queen would also diminish accordingly.
Just as Frost thought, Serie didn't necessarily want to be the Black King.
This position, for others, might be highly coveted.
For Serie, it was merely an investment in the future.
Chloe understood the silent gesture.
Goluthos, meanwhile, held half a gun barrel and obediently shuffled to the side to continue gnawing.
The "creak, creak" sound was exceptionally jarring in the deadly silence.
Chloe came before Frost, making him tremble.
He knew that every word Chloe uttered could directly announce his fate.
"Frost," her voice was as cold as the evening wind in the New Reclamation Area, "As the Minister of Intelligence, you have indeed handled countless dirty dealings, and you have also introduced new blood to the Black Queen. From the Black Queen's perspective, you... could be said to have put in some hard work."
A glimmer of humble hope and a stroke of luck ignited in Frost's eyes, and he nodded desperately.
That's right, he was wholeheartedly trying to do good for the organization!
But then the tone shifted.
"Perhaps in Lord Goluthos's eyes," every word from Chloe seemed to be steeped in anger, "you are nothing but worthless dust, and even a trial would seem superfluous..."
She slowly clenched her fist, her knuckles turning white from the effort.
"But as Chloe Soledano! I cannot tolerate scum like you continuing to harm the Black Queen, continuing to defile Lord Goluthos's sacred existence, and living on this earth for even one more second!"
"Wait!" Frost seemed to guess his fate and quickly pleaded, "Please, Chloe! I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! Spare me this once... The Black Queen cannot do without me... I..."
But before he could finish speaking, Chloe's eyes sharpened, and without any warning, her hand, which had been hanging at her side, made an empty grasping motion towards Frost.
Frost's wails abruptly ceased!
As if an invisible giant clamp had gripped his throat, his eyeballs instantly bulged from suffocation and extreme terror!
The moonlight cast a pale glow, and the shadows beneath Chloe's feet began to boil and writhe.
Several indescribable limbs, composed of pure darkness, silently snaked out from the edges of her shadow; they had no fixed form, constantly twisting between reality and illusion.
"You are wrong..."
Amidst this extreme terror and suffocation, a voice echoed in the deepest part of Frost's collapsing consciousness—it was definitely not a human voice!
It sounded like countless metals grinding in an abyss, and like billions of insects screeching in viscous mud; it was a blasphemous sound beyond the auditory dimension, striking directly at the soul: "You are not important... to the Black Queen..."
Every distorted syllable tore at Frost's remaining consciousness, carrying absolute negation, crushing his last shred of hope and self-justification: "But without you, to me..."
"It is very important."
The moment the words fell, the coiling shadow tentacles tightened sharply inward!
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