All Chapters of Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Chapter 2171 - Chapter 2180

Those words seemed to come alive, emitting a faint golden glow and exuding an aura of inviolable majesty.Amelia gazed at those words, her heart stirring slightly.The fated one...She vaguely sensed that this palace seemed to be waiting for something.And that person, perhaps, was herself.On the palace square, the corpses pierced by spears were especially shocking, with blood winding through the cracks in the stone slabs, pooling into dark red puddles, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.The horrifying scene just now plunged the once-boisterous crowd into a deathly silence; everyone instinctively held their breath, and no one dared to take another step forward.The line of golden characters, "The fated may enter, the unfated shall die," shone brilliantly, as if a pair of indifferent eyes were silently mocking the ignorance and greed of all beings."What... what kind of hellish place is this?""It's terrifyi

A sudden thought struck Amelia, as she could not understand why the White Tiger had suddenly stopped. She could feel the White Tiger's gaze fixed tightly on her, but the cold murderous intent from before was gone, replaced by disbelief and astonishment, as if it had witnessed something unimaginable.The White Tiger's nose twitched continuously, its breathing gradually becoming rapid, and the oppressive aura around it weakened slightly. It stared intently at Amelia, its deep tiger eyes filled with shock, confusion, and disbelief, and even faintly tinged with... reverence?"This aura..." The White Tiger's voice was hoarse, no longer as cold and imposing as before, but instead full of uncertainty and shock: "How is this possible... This is... that person's aura."Its massive head lowered slightly, moving closer to Amelia, its nose almost touching her cheek as it sniffed her carefully.Amelia could feel the warm breath coming from the White Tiger, as well as

Suddenly, White Tiger stopped in its tracks, a scrutinizing look in its eyes: "But, who exactly are you to Master?""A man," Carl replied calmly, as if stating an undeniable fact."It's not that simple," White Tiger's eyes narrowed slightly. "I sense a deep fear coming from you.""Is that so?" Carl smiled faintly. Suddenly, a powerful aura swept toward White Tiger. White Tiger's body trembled violently, its eyes filled with astonishment."You... you are..." White Tiger's pupils dilated. "This aura... you're not human... you are...""There's no need to say it out loud," Carl interrupted directly. "As long as you understand it yourself. As a mythical beast, staying with her will enhance her fortune. I am here only to stay by her side and do my utmost to protect her.""Understood... understood," White Tiger swallowed hard. "I didn't expect you to be so extraordinary. No wonder both Phoenix and I felt fear..."Carl's voice was slow: "Just

The Four Mythical Beasts responded in unison, their voices echoing across the entire meadow, causing the surrounding grass to tremble slightly.The Azure Dragon's roar was majestic, the Phoenix's cry was lively, the Northern Cosmic Protector's bellow was deep, and the White Tiger's growl was fierce. The four sounds intertwined, forming a powerful force that filled all the beasts with a strong sense of security.After explaining everything, Amelia looked at the beasts once more, her gaze full of tenderness and reluctance.She knew that after this farewell, she did not know when they would meet again. She slowly turned around, standing shoulder to shoulder with Carl, and walked in the direction from which they had come.Behind them, the Four Mythical Beasts led countless other creatures, standing quietly on the meadow, their eyes fixed on Amelia's departing figure.The Azure Dragon's massive body leaned forward slightly, its eyes full of worry. The P

Mystic Vale remained silent, the aura around him growing increasingly cold, as if an invisible chill enveloped the entire residence. Even the faint fragrance of orchids in the air seemed to freeze and stagnate.The man in the black robe knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head. He could only feel the mounting sense of oppression, as if Mount Tai pressed down upon him, making it nearly impossible to breathe. He sensed that Mystic Vale's mood at this moment must have reached the peak of fury, yet this anger was forcibly suppressed, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, which, once unleashed, would bring devastating consequences.After a long while, Mystic Vale finally spoke slowly. His voice was still deep, but carried a barely noticeable hoarseness: "Are you certain only the two of them came out?""I am certain!" the man in the black robe replied hastily, his tone utterly assured. "I saw it clearly. At the entrance crack of Nightshade Secret Realm, onl