Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 1550 - Too Courteous

Quite a while ago.

Isabella looked at the four black-robed people in front of her. They invited her to come back with them, making her inwardly sneer. Nevertheless, her smile faded before she moved her lips.

"Then? How are we going? Don’t say that I’m going to be flying all the way to your so-called meeting place?"

"Of course not. We got the highest honor ready for you outside. Once Fairy Isabella comes with us, a Mid-Level Emperor Grade Flying Palace will be awaiting your presence. It belongs to my Zlatan Family."

"How extravagant~"

Isabella’s melodious voice echoed, seemingly satisfied with what they readied for her.

"My Domitian Family also has one...!"

"My Ike Family has a remarkable Wind Dragon-designed Mid-Level Emperor Grade Flying Palace that has a tremendous speed. I insist that Fairy Isabella rides in our family’s flying palace."

"My Orcha Family... has a Mid-Level Emperor Grade Flying Boat in waiting..."

The last person seemed to be hesitant as he said it for unknown reasons.

Isabella didn’t care as she asked.

"Then, where is this so-called meeting place?"

Her voice echoed curiously, causing one of them to speak out, which was the person from the Orcha Family.

"Fairy Isabella, the meeting place is in the Flowing Mist Sect Territory, near to the Territory Gate connecting the Flowing Mist Sect and the Astral Light Sect."

"Oh? Why have you decided to gather there instead of here?"

That person who told it looked at the others. It was obvious that Isabella was gaining information from them at this point, but for what? Could it be that she could be thinking of escaping in the opposite direction?

He shrugged, not minding it as he spoke.

"We gathered there because we got intel that the wicked path powers have become vaguely active."

"Oh...?" Isabella recalled the little adventure Davis had, "The wicked path is moving... for war?"

"Of course not!" That man chuckled, "Although it doesn’t seem anything significant, such moves usually meant trouble for the magical beasts. Half a month ago, the fighting between the wicked path humans and the magical beasts in the Twilight Shade Valley became intense. Due to it, the Four Great Righteous Sects feared that the bloodshed might spread across the Nine Western Territories and asked us to be protectors for a short time since it seems that they’re rather busy with something else like dealing with the Calamity Light and adopting countermeasures for it."

"Protecting? Why the Dragon Families when there are so many other powers who are suitable for the task of protecting?"

That man’s lips twitched. Did she just call them incapable of protecting the Nine Western Territories but then, he sighed.

"Truth be told, Fairy Isabella. It was for you, to protect you. We definitely could not let the wicked path powers get to you that we had to even rush in like this to wake you up from seclusion. Fortunately, some powerhouses did the job for us..."

Isabella raised her hand and placed it over her mouth as if she was shocked.

"I see, how dependable~ I thought the Dragon Families were more overbearing instead..."

"That’s misinformation, Fairy Isabella. We possess and use ironclad methods to eradicate evil, but people sometimes end up misinterpreting our methods as controlling and bullying to fit their account."

"Couldn’t be helped." Isabella nodded as she took a step forwards and walked, "After all, there’s only a thin line separating that..."

"Fairy Isabella understands us, as it should be..." The man nodded with satisfaction etched on his face.

"And? Who and all are going to welcome me at the meeting point? I wonder what kind of cultivation they possess? Ninth Stage?"

"Fairy Isabella will see when we get there..,"

The Ike Family’s black-robed man narrowed his eyes, no longer willing to accommodate her questions.

"I see."

Isabella closed the distance, leaving only a few meters between them.

"Thanks for the information. Now, it’s time to send you all off."

"Uh...?"

Isabella raised her right hand and slowly swung in an arc. As if accommodating her swing, the black-robed men stood side by side, separated by a few meters. A rush of might rushed at them from the left side. It was as if a slap fell on their faces as the breeze brushed past them! They didn’t feel anything strange, but they suddenly lost consciousness the next second.

*Boom!~~~~*

Their heads simultaneously burst apart, exploding into four fountains of blood. Crimson blood with white matter splattered on the floor.

A disgusted expression appeared on Isabella’s face as her lips moved.

"Cordially inviting me? More like threatening to kidnap me if I didn’t comply..."

Isabella could feel extreme might emanating from their bodies since she noticed with her physical sense. They definitely weren’t ordinary Peak-Level Martial Sage Experts. Their prowess was high, capable of struggling against a Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses, and perhaps, if the four of them combined, could definitely take on a Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses and even defeat such a powerhouse.

They appeared young and could be geniuses who had just graduated from being disciples to elders. Nevertheless, Isabella didn’t bother about such intricacies as she was truly angered at this moment.

The gall they had to infiltrate her palace. It was unforgivable!

A few minutes later, after this incident happened, the Dragon Family Powerhouses like Thorus Zlatan, Sarax Orcha, Heztus Ike, and Kyris Domitian received news of their elites dying one after another as if they were trapped in a cycle of bad news, causing their expressions to turn ugly.

At the same time, Isabella flew into the Grand Wedding Hall, making them suspicious that her Protector had done something to their elites until they saw her wave her hand and drop the corpses on the surface, making their expressions change.

Not only them but everyone’s expression became pale as they witnessed the headless bodies.

Thorus Zlatan’s expression increasingly trembled. Out of the four bodies, he didn’t even know which one his Zlatan Family’s elite belonged to since all of them wore black robes. Only their spatial rings can say who they were at this moment other than their blood.

However, there were no spatial rings on them!

Thorus Zlatan became increasingly mad. This loss... how was he going to explain to his superiors!?

They were valuable geniuses who would step into the Martial Overlord Stage within a century!

"Give us their spatial rings." He reached out his hand and demanded.

"How can it be...?" Isabella took a step back as she adopted a defensive position, "It’s not yours, is it?"

"It’s ours...!" Thorus Zlatan snapped.

How dare this woman act like she didn’t know!

"What!? Do you mean the Dragon Families actually sent four assassins to assassinate me, only to end up being slaughtered by a Killing Formation set up by my Protector...!?"

Isabella’s voice was full of disbelief as if she couldn’t the Dragon Families would do something like this.

"I... I thought these people were from the wicked path...!"

"Uh...? No! Wait..." Thorus Zlatan’s expression trembled.

Could it be that she hadn’t seen their spatial rings yet nor identified their identities? How could it be!? But if it was the case...

His mind churned as his lips moved.

"I thought these were our elites sent to invite you. Could it be that they haven’t arrived yet?"

Thorus Zlatan appeared taken aback before he took a messaging talisman and communicated while putting up a sound barrier. He occasionally nodded his head, his eyes lighting up as if he had just heard a piece of good news. Everyone could see his lips move and read from it.

It was just; they could only infer the words like ’they’re alive’ and ’met with some difficulties’ from their lipreading skills.

The sound barrier then faded while Thorus Zlatan adopted a wide smile on his face.

"Dragon Queen Isabella, it seems like it was a misunderstanding on our part."

"Really?" Isabella sounded confused and doubtful, "I really haven’t checked their spatial rings since it is told that wicked path people have unbelievably atrocious things in their spatial rings."

"True..." Thorus Zlatan’s eyes lit up, "If I may propose, can we have their spatial rings so we can look into it? Coincidentally, we have been posted to nearby the Flowing Mist Sect’s border to take care of the possible aggression of the wicked path people. I think we can look into it and obtain justice for our Dragon Queen Isabella. Isn’t that right, fellow brothers?"

"Yes, we can definitely find the culprit’s power."

"You can rest assured, Dragon Queen Isabella."

"Indeed, just let us do the work while you sit back and watch the destruction of the power that dared to assassinate you."

Sarax Orcha, Heztus Ike, and Kyris Domitian all echoed.

Initially, they were just as mad as Thorus Zlatan, but as soon as what they were doing was about to be revealed, they changed their tune, not willing to admit that they had sent people to assassinate Isabella. After all, they had sent people to force Isabella out of seclusion and, if possible, coerce her into joining them.

They definitely did not want to assassinate her since she remained extremely valuable to them. However, the flow of the narrative went that way, as if the four dead people were assassins, and now, they couldn’t possibly admit that they had sent them. If they did, they would have to say why and the reason was equally unjust and deplorable.

No, as a righteous power, that would make them even more deplorable and give them an extremely bad reputation.

They could in no way kill this many witnesses to hide the truth!

More than that, if they brought ill reputation to their Dragon Families, they would definitely be killed by their superiors!

"You are all too courteous. I thank you for your favor, but I think I’ll have my Protector look into it."

Isabella’s eyes curved into two crescent moons as she smiled, but her words ended up twisting the expressions of the Dragon Families Powerhouses.