Her arrogant words echoed through the throne room, causing the faces of those who opposed her decision to turn pale instantly.
"Damn it…" Aragon gritted his teeth, his body trembling violently.
The Demon Emperor's status was absolute, and her word was law.
No matter how much he despised Liliana, once she had spoken, he had no room to argue.
Yet, he could not accept the position of True Leader falling into the hands of Lyra, Heidel's daughter.
If that happened, his obsession with the title would torment him even after he ascended as the Demon Emperor.
His face flushed with anger, and a powerful, suffocating aura burst from his body, spreading through the throne room.
Everyone in the room was shocked. Releasing one's aura in the presence of the Demon Emperor was an undeniable act of provocation—one that was strictly forbidden.