The fluctuation in probability caused the breath to become unavoidable.
For a moment, wails arose one after another, forming monotonous notes with explosions in the golden world.
However, the Emperor didn't intend to kill everyone, nor did she want to waste too much magic power; she merely locked her magic power to a level that would just incapacitate the members of the Old World.
Then she stuffed them into the world bubbles of the Curse Realm.
Go eat shit together...
Just as everyone was being knocked into the world bubbles, the Golden Disaster Dragon King flicked its tail and was about to leave.
Suddenly, it sensed someone gently touching its wings from behind.
The Emperor was startled and immediately turned around, spewing a breath of dragon fire!
However, it was blocked by a single hand, and the continuous dragon breath exploded in his hand without causing much harm...
"It's me."
The Emperor abruptly closed her dragon mouth.
