Chapter 1733

It turned out that the emperor Maxwell had just struck was only an afterimage. The real emperor had hidden behind him. He took advantage of Maxwell’s reluctance to kill the emperor and his temporary lack of vigilance after striking the afterimage to attack Maxwell. Sure enough, the strike succeeded. He did it. “Pfft...” Maxwell coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggering as he turned around. He faced his favorite great-grandson and asked in disbelief, “Why?” “Why?” The emperor looked at him, full of anger and hatred, and retorted, “Don’t you know why? All these years, I’ve held the title of emperor, but you’ve been controlling me the whole time. You make all the major decisions. “I’m just a puppet, a marionette for you to manipulate, and you ask why? It’s because he told me that I could become the true emperor. Thus, he’s the real forebearer!” At that moment, the emperor seemed to go mad, completely losing his sanity. Ambition blinded him, and desire for power clouded his heart.