Aragon's Death and the Backup Plan

*Boom!*

A stronger aura exploded from Liliana's body, blowing away everything around her.

Even her supporters, including the eight Demon generals, did not escape the impact.

They all stared in horror at Liliana, whose face was flushed with rage.

However, before they could process what was happening, Liliana quickly grabbed Aragon by the neck and lifted him up high.

"What did you mean by that?" she asked, her bloodshot eyes radiating murderous intent.

Rather than fear, Aragon's laughter grew louder as he reveled in her anger.

"Hahaha! Liliana Crimson, I didn't expect to see such an expression on your face," he said with a cold grin. "So, my guess was right—they're your daughters and your weakness, aren't they?"

"You..." Liliana tightened her grip around his neck, making it difficult for Aragon to breathe.

The grip was so strong that he could feel his neck bones cracking.