C2144 Do You Really Think I Wouldn't dare Kill You?

Do you think I don't have the guts to kill you?

Monarch Carefree held the Emperor's Sword in his hand in an awe-inspiring manner. Every move he made was filled with the domineering aura of someone else's. The clanging of swords shook the starry sky, as if a True God was roaring in anger. Tens of thousands of huge spatial cracks spread out in all directions