The battlefield suddenly became silent as they saw both the Emperor and Pope collapse on the ground!
"No…this can't be…" The soldiers and officials lost all their strength, dropping their swords in a fit of despair.
"How could this possibly be?"
"Just like that… he killed our greatest leaders?" Their eyes become bloodshot and a pressuring amount of fear descended on them like a gigantic boulder.
A cold piercing wind blew on Rachana's face. The shock and unbelief left her staring wide-eyed at Leon who was still looking at the Pope coldly.
He did not dare to let his guard down.
The power of the curse is monstrous, and if he managed to hit the two of them, it would be the Pope who would survive. That is because the tip of the sword exploded on Emperor Razak's side and not in him,
