What the brunette boy said, Socrates didn't take to heart at all. Although he felt a tremor in his soul just now, he didn't think that the black-haired kid in front of him could have that kind of strength. He doesn't deserve to be scared. This guy at the bottom of the bloodline hierarchy threatened him, saying that he would pay for his precious things with his own life.

Socrates just scoffed at this!

If the person who said this had been twenty years ago, Socrates would have gone over and wiped out the man's life without even thinking about it. But not now, because he's old. The older people get, the closer they get to death, the more they fear it. And he had already died once, and the deep image was still seared into his heart.

It's not that his strength has regressed, not enough to kill the people who threaten him, compared to twenty years ago, his strength has improved to another level. He was afraid of the noble man behind the brunette boy.

She is the woman whose strength is closest to the first gods since the age of mythology, and she is also the strongest among the previous generations of the Mu Empire. Throughout the history of the empire, no Ram was able to gain the support of all the descendants of God, and not only that, but there were even those who impeached the descendants of Ram's royal power.

After Daria took Ram's position, she summoned the leaders of the seven major cities to the imperial capital for the first time, and there was also such an impeachment situation. At that time, only the leaders of the third and seventh cities supported her leadership at the meeting, and the fourth and sixth cities wanted to use their power to expel her from the throne, and the other two city lords did not speak out and waited on the sidelines to see what happened. Daria, the new Ram, listened quietly from the throne of imperial power, coldly watching the farce that threatened her dominance.

The silence of the new Ram emboldened the arrogance of those who opposed her rule, and the gang openly raised the topic of replacing the current Ram at the imperial meeting, causing an uproar at the meeting. Everyone knows that during the battle for the throne, this new Ram beat their children to ruins.

The first meeting of the new Ram in the imperial capital became a joke in the mouths of some high-level officials. But what they don't know is that this is only the first act of the beginning of the bloodshed that is about to begin.

After the meeting, the supporters of her leadership were disappointed by Daria's silence and shook their heads and left. And those who opposed her walked out of the imperial capital with high spirits, and they were even more disdainful of the new Ram in their hearts. The remaining two city lords did not leave the imperial city immediately and continued their wait-and-see attitude.

Among the two city lords stranded in the imperial city, there are naturally those who understand this woman's personality. The farce at the meeting will surely make the woman show her fangs of murder. Instead of going back, it's better to stay here and wait for news.

Sure enough, a few days later, Daria began her own killing journey. She learned from reports from her subordinates that the people who openly mocked her rulers at the Imperial Council had returned to their domains.

That night, she went to the territories of the two descendants of the gods, the fourth and sixth cities, and single-handedly swept through the two cities, slaughtering all the core leaders of the two cities.

This incident caused a great sensation at the time, but neither Skynet nor the media dared to report it truthfully, and some of the gossip revealed was only a few words. Based on the reliable information they have received, some well-intentioned people have speculated that the person who caused this accident must be the new Laham, who has not been in power for a long time.

Many of the empire's wealthy nobles believed that when the empire was about to start a bloody civil war, the new rulers of the two god-descended families who had impeached her came to the door to plead guilty, and swore that their families would do their best to assist the new Ram, and then present the heads of the previous rulers of Daria, who had been impeached before, in time.

The nightmare that hung over the heads of the wealthy nobles dissipated, and the crisis of this split empire was finally resolved, perhaps only superficially subsided. But at least there will be no civil war on the surface, and the infighting in private has nothing to do with their group of parasites.

No one knows what Daria forced the high-ranking members of these two families to do on that bloody night, and the person concerned is silent, and of course outsiders have no way of knowing.

Since then, for more than half a century in her reign, Ram, known as the Lord of the Sky, has been the solidifier and guardian of this empire. Anyone who wanted to divide the empire or threaten its security turned into the dust of time in the face of her sheer power. No one can question her decision-making and rule, she is the irreproducible legend and dictator of this era. It was only under her leadership that the empire, which gradually declined, made a great recovery, so her reign to the present day has been known as "the rise of the light" by the historians of the empire.

Twenty years ago, Socrates was a demon dressed in aristocratic clothing, but beneath the glossy skin was a murderous demon who did not blink an eye. Killing people who don't like him, killing people who don't listen to him, killing people who dare to refute him, so I don't know how many innocent blood and murders have piled up in the hands of this guy, and more importantly, all the dead in his hands are the aristocracy.

In order to hunt down a murderer like him, the empire once sent nine military masters with the strength to the sixth sense to besiege him, but he was still seriously injured and escaped, while the nine people who besieged him were four dead and two wounded.

According to his personality of retribution, of course, he is not willing to suffer such a loss. After months of hiding, he finally got his upper body up. Under his perfect planning, he hunted down all the people who survived the siege of him at that time, and sent their families to hell along with them.

This vicious revenge incident has only swept away the dignity of the empire. Just when the top of the empire was furious and ready to send a master again, she was told by the legendary Ram that she would take matters into her own hands.

With Ram's identity actually catching that kind of murderous demon in person, her guards and the nobles who supported her naturally disagreed, and they knelt outside the palace of light to plead, hoping that she would dispel such thoughts. Naturally, Daria ignored them, and while the group was still kneeling outside the palace to petition, she had already set out to arrest Socrates.

Socrates received news from some special path that the legendary Ram was going to capture him himself. Arrogant, he naturally would not be afraid of an old woman who had been in power for more than forty years, not to mention that his various functions were in their golden age at that time, and his strength had reached its peak. He also wants to have an unforgettable duel with this man who claims to be the Lord of the Sky!

Crazy and arrogant, he did something that he would regret for the rest of his life. That is, in order to allow Daria to discover him earlier, Socrates took the initiative to wait in the passage not far from the emperor.

When Daria first spotted him, Socrates was already surrounded by the imperial army, and he was sneering and fearless in the midst of the hosts. It seems that he didn't expect him to be so rampant and conceited, and dare to wait under his nose.

As soon as Daria appeared, a group of elite soldiers surrounded her tightly in the center. Stopped by the legendary Ram's stern gaze, the group of soldiers who wanted to protect her slowly retreated.

"I don't know whether to admire your courage or to mock your youthful ignorance. Since you have such backbone, then I must respond in public. Tilting her head slightly, Daria said in a deep voice. "If I can't kill you with one move, you can go away on your own. As long as you don't do anything that violates the laws of the Empire in the future, and your previous sins are erased, the Empire will never send anyone to hunt you down again!"

"Haha! Who do you think you are? You're just an old woman protected by a bunch of waste! Do you really think you're the lord of the sky with supreme glory? Can you stop talking nonsense? Lao Tzu is still waiting to kill you and walk away!" Socrates laughed rampantly, on the surface he didn't pay any attention to the woman in front of him, but in fact he secretly put on black armor and wrapped his whole body firmly. After all, this woman has been famous for a long time, and she still has to go all out to deal with her.

"So let's get started! You, are you ready?" said Daria, not paying attention to his movements at all, and smiling. For a person who is about to die, she will not be stingy with this smile.

"Die!" Socrates showed his full strength as he questioned him, teleporting behind Dalya, where he had been standing with a real remnant. His whole body was wrapped in a rich black mass and black battle armor, and he shouted so loudly that the elite soldiers standing more than ten meters away from Dalia collectively spurted blood. The breath of death in his right hand pierced the air, producing a sharp cracking sound, and it ran like black lightning towards the woman who was facing away from him.

"Why do people who sneak attack like to attack from behind? Actually, I think you have a better chance of sneaking up from the front!" Daria turned around and as soon as her voice fell, the fist pierced her chest, and blood splattered.

Socrates shouted in his heart, and spat out the nervousness that had just accumulated in his heart. There was a warm touch on his hand, and it was definitely a real person, not a phantom.

"Your Majesty Ram!" the people around screamed in horror as they saw Daria punched through the chest. They rushed forward to stop what had happened.

"Quiet!" Daria's voice remained calm, "I'm fine!" ”

"......"

"Stand down!" the people who swarmed up were all shouted back by Daria.

"Old woman, your chest has been pierced by my fist, and you still have ...... breath" Before he could finish speaking, Socrates felt a sharp pain in his chest. He lowered his head in disbelief, only to see a familiar fist smashing through his chest with blood.

After Socrates laboriously pulled his fist out of Daria's chest in front of him, the people around him realized that His Majesty Ram was unharmed, but that a fist-sized bloody hole had appeared in the murderer's chest.

"How did you do it!" he struggled to keep his words staccatored, his eyes completely glazed by the pain and the blood that flowed from it. Before Socrates died, he learned that he was not as brave as he thought. He was on the verge of death, but he struggled as hard as he could. Just because he was afraid of death, he was more afraid of death than anyone else!

"Are you surprised? Your strength is not yet my turn to attack directly, so this little spell of space folding will be given to you. It is better to be killed by your own fists than by someone else. Daria's voice sounded in his head, still smiling.

"I want to ...... Live...... Go down!beg for ...... You...... Help me......" Blood flowed from Socrates' chest, spilling over the asphalt beneath his feet. His feet were already unable to support his body, and he fell heavily to the ground, pleading with the last of his strength to the person in front of him.

"Yes, the price is to be a dog at my disposal!"

“...... Okay......" He took his last breath as he spoke, and the darkness that poured in consumed everything he had.

I don't know what method Daria used to really keep him from dying and come back to life as a faithful dog. In the following twenty years, he gave up his original name and appearance, assumed the pseudonym Socrates, and was installed in the alchemy science department by Daria, until he was re-summoned half a year ago.

Turning his head cautiously, he looked at Daria's position very jealously, only to find that the noble man was gone. This matter was out of the script he had written, and he had to ask the Lord of the Sky what to do next.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Chen's words gently reached his ears. A chill instantly swept over Socrates' body, enveloping everyone outside the classroom. The coldness that pierced the soul made the people present feel their bodies shiver involuntarily.

And Socrates, along with his majestic black mass, was frozen into an ice sculpture in the first place. Socrates, who was in the ice sculpture, was surprised. Although this strange chill hurt him insignificant, he had never heard of any ability to freeze the force.

Wildly spinning the black mass force in his body, and then spewing it out furiously. The ice that froze him turned into powder in the blink of an eye, falling in a stream.

The people outside the classroom were cold from the biting cold, but what was in front of them couldn't take their eyes off the classroom. None of them expected that the sleeping waste wood that had been lying in the back row could be so powerful, and they didn't expect that the old man who was sassy could turn the thick layer of ice that trapped him into white powder even though his strength was frozen! The strength displayed by these two people made their group of onlookers sigh to themselves.

"Interesting, Lao Tzu is not in the mood to kill you, get away!" Socrates' mass power rolled wildly, and as the user's mind moved, a small cloud of black mass force quickly slammed Mo Chen into the wall, and then spread into a black mist that swallowed Mo Chen's whole body.