Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 407: Ran Into Lion Race

It wasn’t only the Second Empress who was paying attention to their exchange. Diana also spoke up. "Damn kid, didn’t you say that you and that Elf Princess were both innocent and pure?"

Charlotte and Alina both looked at Sharky when they heard that.

"We are innocent!" Sharky exclaimed somewhat guiltily. He added inwardly, Natasha and I are each other’s sunshine. No matter what we do, of course we’re innocent.

"Like hell I’ll believe that." Diana sneered. Charlotte was emotionless, while Alina seemed to be pondering something.

Just then, the Peacock Wise King seemed to want to talk to Natasha. She thus looked away, worried that she could expose Sharky’s identity.

Sharky took the chance to change the topic, asking, "Is that middle-aged man in front of Mason and the others the Lion King?"

Mason and the other princes were standing respectfully behind a middle-aged man. He had golden hair, with a thick mane-like beard around his face. He was even tougher-looking than Mason and the others. Sharky’s group could feel the mysterious pressure coming from his body even from far away.

Alina replied, "That’s right. He’s the Lion Race’s leader, Shera Lionel. His cultivation is deep and profound."

"Shera Lionel?" Sharky had a strange expression as he thought.

Diana instead said with a sneer, "He can only be a grandmaster at most. What do you mean, deep and profound?"

Alina was speechless. Diana was a grandmaster herself, so she really didn’t know how to retort when faced with that remark.

Sharky noticed another large, tall man not too far away in the horizon. His back was extremely wide and his muscles were well-developed. He wore a short-sleeved shirt that fully exposed his shredded biceps. There were all sorts of fierce tattoos covering his body, making him look just like the boss of a criminal organization.

When he saw the usually wild and unruly Tigra and others standing properly behind the man like little kittens, Sharky mused thoughtfully, "That’s probably Magnus, right?"

He remembered the rumors that had surrounded Cassandra.

Now that they were on the topic, for some reason, Cassandra still hadn’t arrived in the Fiend King Court. He wondered if something had happened to her, or if she had been held up by something.

While he was feeling worried, he noticed that Princess Suolun was also behind a middle-aged individual, looking cute and helpless. That was probably her senior in the Devil race.

She had higher positions than both Shera and Magnus. It was easy to see that among the fiend races, the Ocean races and Demon race were extremely powerful. Only if Shera and Magnus finally decided who was the king of beasts would they have a chance of being at the same level as those two.

Just then, Ferry Colebrook began the official ceremony. Sharky was completely surprised by all of the novel and different things that followed. There are quite a few differences between the fiend races and the humans after all.

Then, the Fiend Emperor spoke. He thanked all of the different races for making such a difficult trip from far away. Sharky sneered, thinking, Didn’t you summon everyone from the various races to test their loyalty? Who would even dare to not come?

However, he was indeed a bit surprised. For one thing, the Ocean races’ Dragon King and Demon race’s Demon King hadn’t come, and had only sent their representatives. It was easy to see that their clans were powerful enough to not fear the Fiend Emperor.

Apart from that, even though groups like the Lion race and Tiger race’s clan leaders had come, the leaders of their younger generation, like the Western Lion and Northern Tiger, hadn’t. It was clear that they were worried that something bad could happen in the Fiend King Court, so they had kept the most capable successors in their clan to avoid being completely wiped out.

Then, the Fiend Emperor talked about the selection of the Golden Crow Crown Prince as the successor. Once the clans’ delegates were set, they would then hold a huge celebration. He thus hoped that everyone present could continue supporting the Golden Crow Crown Prince.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince looked around the area complacently, receiving the congratulations and worship of the various clans.

Meanwhile, under the elevated platform, the Second Imperial Prince was furious. He looked down at the ground; his true thoughts were impossible to identify behind his darkened expression.

The Third, Fourth and Little Imperial Princes had normal expressions, however. Perhaps because of their age or ability, they didn’t have the qualifications to fight over the imperial throne.

"They make it sound all nice, but isn’t it just to force the clans to express their loyalty to the new emperor?" Diana snorted disdainfully. "The reputation of that birdman, the Golden Crow Crown Prince, has been covered in grime as of late, and yet it actually didn’t affect his decision in the slightest?"

Alina said, "Judging from the conversations I’ve had with the other races recently, the Fiend Emperor must have really cherished the deceased First Empress. He naturally loves the Golden Crow Crown Prince she gave birth to as a result."

Diana was a bit surprised as she replied, "I didn’t expect this Fiend Emperor to actually be the sentimental sort. Compared to a certain someone, he’s already much more refined than a certain someone we know." She gave Sharky a sidelong glance as she spoke.

Sharky broke out into a cold sweat and replied, "That affectionate side of him is just a rumor! The First Empress already died, but didn’t he still take in all those concubines? There was even someone outstanding like theSecond Empress."

Diana harrumphed. "Hmph, men are all garbage, as expected." Sharky looked towards her, hearing this. "Except for you."

He was speechless.

Charlotte said "Actually, the Golden Crow Crown Prince is already a giant among men. To have his level of cultivation and fighting prowess at his age is quite extraordinary. It is just that he was unlucky, losing to Sharky twice."

Sharky remarked in embarrassment, "Ah... I wasn’t expecting big sis Charlotte to actually praise me."

"If I do not praise you, then who?" Charlotte blushed. Her face reddened and she turned around, no longer paying him any more attention.

Off to the side, Diana had a strange expression. She just felt that the stone cold woman, after getting love tonic, started becoming partial towards Sharky.

Sensing that mood, Sharky didn’t want a battle to start between them, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "The Fiend Emperor is passing on the imperial throne to the crown prince so quickly. Could it be that he’s already on the verge of death?"

Even though the Fiend Emperor looked as if he were going senile, it didn’t seem likely that he would die in the next few days, right?

Sure enough, that drew Diana’s attention. She explained, "I don’t think so. Once he abdicates, he should be able to focus on resting. He might even be able to extend his life."

Sharky was a bit puzzled. He asked, "But didn’t they say that once the succession ceremony concluded, all of his cultivation would be passed onto the new Fiend Emperor? Would he still be able to live then? Even if he kept his life, whether or not the new Fiend Emperor would allow him to live would be a different story."

The fiend races cared about strength the most; they didn’t care too much about things such as loyalty or filial piety. Killing their fathers to gain the throne was a common occurrence among the various races. There were many who even took their fathers’ wives into their own chambers. That was something the fiend races were long already accustomed to.

"That I don’t know," Diana said, frowning slightly. "The Fiend Emperor’s succession is just a rumor. No one has ever witnessed it themselves. I don’t know what really happens during that process."

Just then, the Fiend Emperor began to make offerings to his ancestors and the heavens. After completing all the required rituals, he left with the Second Empress. Then, the rest of the ceremony was carried out by the crown prince and Ferry.

Soon afterward, the battle over delegate seats that those present cared about the most would start. All those who were interested in seizing a spot prayed that they would get a good bracket. After all, all kinds of things that had happened over the years.

There had been some powerful races’ candidates, who, because they encountered someone even stronger, were eliminated early. In contrast, some weaker races’ candidates had only gotten weak opponents, so they had gotten the chance to successfully claim a spot.

Sharky walked up with Alina to draw the lots. When they arrived on the stage, Ferry looked as if he were welcoming them, but in fact, he asked them softly, "Has the Medusa Queen seen my humble clan’s Jolly?"

Alina nodded. She replied in a normal tone, "I’ve had the chance to meet him. We shared a rock betting experience a few days ago in the Jade Garden."

"I see. Then after you left the Jade Garden, did you meet again?" Ferry asked, looking at her calmly.

Just who was Alina? She naturally didn’t reveal any openings. She replied, "I didn’t. What’s wrong? Why is the Grand Secretary suddenly asking something like this?"

"It’s nothing. You can draw the ballots now," Ferry said indifferently.

Alina gestured for Sharky to walk forward. Sharky said with a chuckle, "My luck has always been pretty good. I’m sure I’ll be able to pull good ones."

Then, he randomly pulled out three bamboo sticks. However, when those nearby saw the sticks, they gave him sympathetic looks as they began commenting.

"They ran into the Lion race’s people so early. Looks like the Snake race is doomed to only have a single delegate again." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"That guy still says he has good luck. His luck is clearly horrible."

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Ferry had an ambiguous smile when he heard the others’ discussions.

Only Sharky sneered. These idiots. They have no idea that the Lion race’s princes are the absolute best sticks to grab for me.