Chapter 282: The Last Vote (3)
A scream pierced the air.
“Patriarch!”
“Lord Viper God!”
Up until this moment, the audience had been watching our fight as quietly as possible. Although the Sword Star had shouted earlier, that was to be excused since he was old, like the Viper had said. It was the etiquette for those uninvolved in the duel to remain silent and step aside, but now that the duel had come to a close, people rushed in with desperation.
“Stop!”
“You’re the ones who should stay where you are!”
In an instant, the crowd split into two, creating a standoff. On one side stood the Death King Clan, led by Estelle. She was the Demon King of Autumn Rain, Preta, my daughter, and now the advisor to our clan, always advising me in matters of right and wrong.
Opposite of them stood the Skians, led by one dressed in a pure white helmet and a full-body suit. It was the leader of the Two Hundred Fifty-Six Color Skian Rangers, the squad who had joined the energy dragon raid toward the end.
“Why are you stopping us? You’re just a bunch of clowns with color-coded clothes. Aren’t you old enough to know better?”
“Right back at you. Are you going off to a funeral after all this? Our RGB Code 000000: The Real Black can easily take care of you all dressed in black!”
“You guys can’t even come up with a proper title!” Estelle snapped.
“What is your title then?”