Chapter 423: Sword of Royal Power Acquired

The world had suffered under the Seven Deadly Sins for far too long. Now that the Dragon King had struck Wrath down with his sword, it injected a much-needed dose of hope into the world. By the time the sun rose tomorrow, his prestige would resound across heaven and earth!

Listening to the crowd's tsunami of cheers, a hint of smugness flashed in the Dragon King's eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Though he was thrilled on the inside, he maintained the unshakable demeanor of a supreme powerhouse. Keeping his back perfectly straight, he declared proudly, "Wrath of the Seven Deadly Sins was nothing much. It is just a pity about my palace..."

Swish!

A streak of scarlet light flashed before his eyes. Before he could react, his hand suddenly felt light.

He looked down, only to realize that the scabbard of the Sword of Royal Power was gone.

What!?

The Dragon King's expression changed drastically. He looked toward the scarlet figure that had appeared a short distance away—a tailcoat as scarlet as fresh blood fluttering gently in the wind.

The furious, smiling face on the Silver-White Mask pierced his vision.

The Dragon King's pupils shrank. "Scarlet Moon! You actually possess the Scarlet Moon? How is this possible!?"

He finally understood why Wrath had not died. It was because of the Scarlet Moon! To think the Undead King's Royal Power Artifact had actually ended up in Wrath's hands.

Then what about the Blood Clan Progenitor? Had she been killed by Wrath? Impossible!

The Dragon King had simply been careless. Assuming the battle was over, he had relaxed his guard, allowing Su Mu to easily snatch away the scabbard.

Su Mu had deliberately revealed the Scarlet Moon. He wanted to test the effectiveness of this supposedly immortal Royal Power Artifact, and upon trying it, he found it truly extraordinary.

Its effects were even more powerful than his Sea God Divinity.

Su Mu toyed with the scabbard of the Sword of Royal Power and said calmly, "I'll be taking this Royal Power Artifact."

"You dare!" the Dragon King roared, thoroughly enraged. The Royal Power Artifact concerned the very foundation of his empire. How could he just watch helplessly as Wrath took it away?

He lunged toward Su Mu like a streak of golden light. His ferocious dragon claws transformed into a sky full of phantom strikes, nearly enveloping Su Mu.

Su Mu smiled faintly. A terrifying black aura of malice erupted into the sky as he met the attack head-on.

His fist force pierced through the air like a rainbow striking the sun. It slammed into the weak point of the countless dragon claw illusions, blasting through them with effortless skill.

The Dragon King's expression instantly changed. He felt a tremendous force detonate between his claws, and his indestructible dragon claws shattered with a violent boom. Before he could react, a heavy punch slammed directly into his chest.

His chest caved in on impact. His body bowed into an exaggerated arc, and with a thunderous sonic boom, he was sent flying backward.

Dragon Flames!

Disregarding his injuries, the Dragon King fought through the excruciating pain and opened his jaws wide. Radiant golden dragon flames surged forth, carrying a terrifying heat that seemed to melt the void itself.

Facing the golden dragon flames, Su Mu did not use his physical body to block. Instead, he raised the scabbard and swung it forcefully. A ferociously unmatched beam of sword light whistled out, effortlessly cleaving the dragon flames into nothingness.

The Dragon King glared, his eyes splitting with rage. That is my Royal Power Artifact!!

He charged forward as if he had lost his mind, but the only response he received was a single sword strike.

Swish!

A sword light as radiant as the scorching sun slashed across his body. A terrifying gash that nearly cleaved through his chest appeared, and countless shattered dragon scales scattered alongside a spray of blood.

The Dragon King collapsed to the ground in despair and bitter resentment, completely stripped of the strength to fight for his scabbard.

"Your Majesty!"

"Protect His Majesty!"

A group of anxious guards rushed forward, shielding the heavily injured Dragon King behind them. They drew their weapons, aiming them nervously at Su Mu.

The hands gripping their weapons trembled visibly.

However, Su Mu had no intention of pressing the attack. Instead, he turned to leave.

"I am taking the Royal Power Artifact."

Supported by his guards, the Dragon King stared fixedly at Wrath's retreating back, his eyes filled with a mix of fury and confusion.

"You aren't going to kill me?"

He did not understand why Wrath was sparing him. He was clearly the leader of the Seven Kings and had repeatedly thwarted the conspiracies of the Seven Deadly Sins. Killing him would obviously benefit their organization, yet Wrath was simply leaving after snatching the Royal Power Artifact.

"Kill you? Heh... why should I kill a dying man? It won't be long before you are destroyed along with this world. There is no need for me to do it myself."

With that said, the scarlet tailcoat disappeared into the darkness of the night.

The Dragon King's expression twisted fiercely, veins bulging on his face. Only now did he realize that in the eyes of the Seven Deadly Sins, he was absolutely nothing.

He had thought himself the grand leader of the Seven Kings, but in reality, the Seven Deadly Sins did not care about his resistance in the slightest.

They could not even be bothered to lift a finger to kill him.

At this moment, the deep-seated arrogance in the Dragon King's heart was completely extinguished, like a fire doused with ice water. An endless wave of frustration and defeat washed over him.

"Your Majesty, you must pull yourself together! The Longyuan Empire cannot survive without you, and the world cannot survive without you!" the commander of the guards shouted emotionally.

The Dragon King's heart jolted, and a hint of luster returned to his golden pupils. "I don't need you to tell me that! How could this king be defeated by a mere setback!"

The Dragon King's words helped steady everyone's nerves. He looked at the guards clustered around him and declared loudly, "Quickly inform the Kings of the other Empires! The Seven Deadly Sins have already obtained Supreme Heaven, the Scarlet Moon, and the Sword of Royal Power. It is obvious that their goal is the Royal Power Artifacts. We absolutely cannot afford to lose the remaining ones!"

With the Dragon King's decree sent out, it was destined to be a sleepless night for every nation.

Soon, all the major Empires received the Dragon King's message, sending shockwaves through their royal courts.

"What!? Wrath suddenly appeared in the Longyuan Empire, defeated the Dragon King, and stole the scabbard of the Sword of Royal Power? How is that possible?"

"Exactly how powerful is Wrath? To think he could actually defeat the Dragon King when he wielded the Sword of Royal Power!"

"Your Majesty, according to the reports from the Longyuan Empire, Wrath is suspected to be a Gold King on the Giant Demon pathway. However, his physique is absurdly strong—powerful enough to completely crush the Dragon King despite his dragon bloodline. Furthermore, Wrath also possesses a Royal Power Artifact!"

"He has one too!?" The Undead King froze in shock. Seeing his subordinate hesitate to speak, a terrible premonition suddenly washed over him. "Could it be..."

The subordinate nodded with great difficulty. "It is exactly that... the Scarlet Moon!"

"What did you say!?"

Boom!

Endless crimson light erupted from the Undead King, practically turning the entire Imperial Palace into a sea of blood. His terrifying aura exploded without reservation, driven by his absolute fury.

"How could he possess the Scarlet Moon? This is impossible... impossible! The Progenitor! Could our Blood Clan Progenitor have..."

Pfft!

The Undead King's eyes split with rage. Overcome by a blinding fury that attacked his very core, he violently coughed up a mouthful of blood.

With the Scarlet Moon in the hands of the Seven Deadly Sins, the fate of the Blood Clan Progenitor was obvious.

He simply could not wrap his head around it. How could the Blood Clan Progenitor, who possessed an Undying Body, possibly be killed by the Seven Deadly Sins?

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, are you alright? You must pull yourself together!"

The next day.

The Seven Kings Council convened once more, with all seven Gold Kings gathered in attendance.

This time, a dark haze clouded the faces of all seven Kings. Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine that after finally managing to "repel" Pride twice, they would suffer such a massive loss at the hands of Wrath.

The most infuriating part was that Wrath was not a God, but merely a Gold King.

If a single Gold King could force them into such a desperate struggle, then what did that make the rest of them as Gold Kings?

Although they were deeply reluctant to admit it, the Seven Kings had finally opened their eyes to the reality of the world. They now realized that their absolute power and supreme status were likely nothing more than a hollow facade, propped up entirely by the legacies of their ancestors.

When facing ordinary Gold experts, they could crush them easily. But against an opponent of the same tier, they had suffered a complete and utter defeat.