Under the light of the crimson sunset, the giant headquarters of the Delisman Empire floating in the air has been crossed with a layer of pale gold, looking so poignant and sad.

The war song of the empire has not stopped, but the old man's footsteps can no longer be taken again, and time seems to have stopped at this moment forever, no longer advancing.

At this time, Afro lay peacefully on the bed, with a hint of unwillingness in the smile on his face, but he will be forever frozen and frozen, and will no longer change.

"Old fellow..."

At this time, Taylor stood at the head of Afro's bed, his eyes lowered, and his face full of sadness.

No one knows what the relationship between this old man and the strong man is, but at this time, Taylor is mourning in silence for the deceased imperial marshal.

"The war is not over yet, why did you just leave...?"

Taylor's muffled words were full of incomprehension, but Afro could never give him a satisfactory answer.

Maybe the war is not over yet, but at this time, the empire is defeated.

At the last moment of his life, Afro also saw through his own fate and the fate of the empire.

"It is a king, and the kings are coming, and you should also leave, and do not be buried here."

These were the last words that Aflo wrote on paper, and he was confident that Taylor would be back and would be able to see his last words.

Aflora wanted him to leave.

The close relationship between the two is self-evident, and at the last moment, Aflo did not choose the glory of the empire, he fought for the empire all his life, but in the end he chose to let Taylor leave.

Perhaps he should have understood that the moment the king appeared, Joyce Star's defeat was already a reversal, and even if Taylor came, it would only be a death.

A stone can't splash a wave in the sea, and Taylor is that stone, and Su Wen is the sea.

"Is she the king... She's the one who 'killed' you..."

At this moment, Taylor understood a lot, remembering the white-haired woman who could stop Calais with a wave of his hand before he left, and he understood what Aflo said.

A king, really on Joyce.

Calais's last desperate fight, the vast and terrifying power that even he did not have the confidence to take, and needed to retreat, but the white-haired woman waved her hand to suppress everything and save Calais's life.

Everything was so terrifying, the woman came like a creator, and created despair for him in front of Taylor.

Taylor understood that the woman had killed Aflor with the terror she exuded.

No one knows better than him how this all-done old man should face a king whose strength is absolutely overwhelming.

Afro exhausted his life's strength on Joyce Star, counting everything, from the initial lure alliance, to the political control of the Scarlet Republic, to secretly extradite hundreds of divisions into Joyce Star, to complete the crushing of power and the reversal of the situation, everything was for the victory of this battle and to knock on the door of the Scarlet Republic.

He prepares countless hole cards, from Louis to Rice, to Saber and Taylor, all in order to prevent the alliance from unexpected warriors.

He was right, Calais's appearance out of thin air was what he expected, and Lola's violent death made him smell the situation getting out of control, but everything was still expected by him, because he had Louis in his hand.

But what Afro didn't expect was that the young man actually killed Louis and didn't suffer much trauma, and he was about to kill Les with his backhand.

Everything went beyond Afro's expectations, reaching the limits of the insurance he had laid out.

This last insurance, and the last trump card, is Taylor himself.

But the king appeared, and with Calais, he appeared in the south, and the image of the king of the world still lingered in his mind until the death of Afro.

Afro, who is indifferent on the surface, no one can see the bitterness behind him, and the silent despair wants him to make a last fight, after all, the glory of the empire is still dependent on his heart, if he can take the dry port of Kanler with lightning speed, everything can be taken advantage of.

Later, Calais came to Kanle from the south alone, which also gave a glimmer of hope to Aflor's heart.

It was at this moment that a trace of luck appeared in the heart of Afro, who was originally strategizing, hoping that the king would not appear, hoping that this Taylor would be able to crush Calais and complete the thunderous blow.

However, everything failed, Calais was more powerful than he could have imagined, and he had every capital to drag on until the arrival of the king.

So, it's all over.

Even if Taylor can kill Calais, he will not be able to escape the king's palm, the alliance's reinforcements will also arrive, and the subsequent Crimson Empire will also react, and then the empire will usher in the defeat in the Battle of Joyce Star, and the northern theater of Prijaro will also fall into a quagmire, and the empire may not recover.

All this, like a butterfly that has stirred its wings, caused a series of effects that make the elderly Aflo unable to hold on any longer.

He was old, had fought all his life for the Empire, and in the end he said goodbye in this sad way, and finally only wanted Taylor to get out of here.

Maybe the war is still going on, the empire is still fighting, they still have the space fleet, and there are elite armored divisions, and many allies of the First Emperor's Treaty, the defeat has not yet come, but in the eyes of Afro, everything is over.

Yes, it's all over.

The collapse of a dead tree will not usher in the re-emergence of spring, and some of them are just those roots, which are left in the ground and gradually decay.

Covering the old man with a futon, Taylor quickly ended his brief mourning and walked out of the room.

"Boss."

The saber was assembled at this time, and from the beginning of the twenty to the current number, the battle has been heavy to the present.

Obviously, the 'hunters' are not good at it, after all, it is the special department of the Scarlet Republic for war, which gathers the powerful warriors in the republic, and their strength should not be underestimated.

The victory was not won, but the price paid was terrible, and this time it can be described as a complete defeat for them.

"Let's go, leave Joyce."

Looking at the rest of the saber people, Taylor also swept away the beginning of the rage, and the whole person became a little silent, perhaps the death of Aflor gave him too much blow, so that he had some changes.

Leave with the sabers, they do not belong to the military headquarters of the Delisman Empire, they are special forces subordinate to the imperial family, they don't care whether the war is won or not, Taylor's order is everything.

And Taylor is here because of his personal relationship with Aflo.

The Battle of Joyce is over, Aflo is dead, and there is no reason for them to stay here.

"Goodbye, Dad..."

After one last glance at Aflo's body, Taylor left without looking back, perhaps burying the old man on this battlefield was the best destination for his life.

"Black-haired boy, one day I will kill you, what about the king, one day I will be the king and be above you!"