Right now, D’Alessandro wasn’t in a good situation. All kinds of wounds, large and small, appeared on his slightly-thin body as if someone cut him with a sharp knife hundreds of times. In fact, his face had many bleeding wounds as well, and his silver blood had stained all his clothes which were made of godly material. Right now, his clothes that had great armor were cut up and ripped.

  More shockingly, there was a mixture of dozens of elements inside his wounds, continuing to devour his flesh and enlarge the wounds like a virus. Only peak Burning Sun Lords had bodies tough enough to endure such damage. If any weaker Sun-Class Lords were in his place, their bodies would have disintegrated into nothingness.

  D’Alessandro’s hands were empty; the people watching from afar didn’t know if [Star Mark] were destroyed in the battle or D’Alessandro lost it.

  All these details showed that D’Alessandro was in a bad state. However, he was smiling smugly.

  Beside him, the short and chubby Emperor Kerimov of Anji wasn’t doing better. He was no longer in his giant form, and he looked like a big white slaughtered pig as he looked terrible with many wounds on him. Some of the injuries were so severe that flesh strips hung off his body, revealing vast areas of white bones; it was a terrifying sight.

  The smooth and shiny white beast bone in his hand now dimmed, looking like an old bone that was pulled off the leg of a dying beast which lacked calcium. The ancient and red runes all disappeared, and it was full of thin cracks.

  Even though both looked terrible, they were elated with big smiles on their faces.

  As they stood in the sky and looked at the natural element storm which was slowly dispersing, they vaguely saw Emperor Yassin’s figure as the chaotic grey energy layer started to become thinner.

  Although people couldn’t see what state Emperor Yassin was in, Zenitians got an ominous feeling while looking at D’Alessandro and Kerimov’s expressions. Their hearts started to race.

  Tanasha and Paris’ eyebrows furrowed and almost connected, and Arshavin was also very anxious. He grabbed onto the battlement and breathed heavily.

  Fei’s heart was also facing, but he was still a little hopeful.

  Soon, the chaotic grey energy storm died down, and visibility increased significantly. Like beasts that had finished mating, the violent natural elements became gentle and slowly mixed together and disappeared, revealing the clear sky.

  Emperor Yassin’s figure slowly appeared in everyone vision.

  No injury could be seen on his face. Unlike D’Alessandro and Kerimov who were in adverse conditions, Emperor Yassin looked completely fine. Except for the two tears on his sky-blue robe that were left by D’Alessandro using the thin and delicate [Star Mark], it looked like he wasn’t touched.

  His long blue hair was still fluttering in the wind, looking like a giant wave, majestic and dignified.

  No injury?

  Some people already started to cheer after seeing this.

  However, the next scene almost made the hearts of Zenitians jump out of their throats, and some people already cried out loud. The members of the Royal Family such as Arshavin and Tanasha were about to jump off the defense wall and rush to Emperor Yassin’s side.

  When Emperor Yassin slightly turned around, people finally saw a silver sword tip poking out of his back. It was D’Alessandro’s [Star Mark], and Emperor Yassin’s blood was dripping down the blood groove of the fancy thin sword.

  Drops of golden blood dripped down the sword and fell from the sky like a water curtain.

  Fei was stunned. He concentrated his energies on his eyes and took a good look. However, he confirmed it. [Star Mark], the semi-god-tier combat weapon, stabbed into Emperor Yassin’s chest from the front, pierced his heart, and exited from the back.