The great hall was filled with a deathly silence…

Everyone was stunned when they saw the Fatty crush the lizard with one foot. The red-robed figures regained their senses and took off the red robes covering them, looking at each other in confusion.

The Delegates outside the great hall were speechless at the sight. The fact that the true form of the golden robe that had ruled them for many years was a lizard was shocking enough, but to have that lizard directly crushed to death by an outsider left them even more bewildered. They fled the great hall in fear.

The white-robed figure remained collapsed on the spot, as lifeless as ever.

The great hall was deathly still, the air frozen in that moment.

After crushing the lizard-man, the Fatty found a spot on the platform and sat down cross-legged. He clutched his chest and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his face pale. His eyelids were half-closed, indicating that his injuries were severe.

Rou Yi and Dodge were still unconscious, but Levan was the first to wake up.

Levan likely had a concussion, and was still dizzy. When he woke up, he noticed the golden robe was gone, and was momentarily alarmed. He first went to the Fatty’s side to check on his injuries. The Fatty waved his hand, telling him that he was fine and could hold on, and asked Levan to check on Rou Yi and Dodge.

Levan asked where the golden robe had gone.

The Fatty smiled, pointing to the flattened green mess of flesh and liquid on the ground, and said weakly, "That's the golden robe... that... lizard-man..."

Levan walked over to Rou Yi and checked her breathing. Rou Yi was still alive, but all the bones in her body were broken. Her breathing was weak, hanging by a thread.

Rou Yi was clinging to life, with some color still in her face. If an ordinary person had suffered such severe injuries, they would have already passed away.

Levan then checked on Dodge. Although Dodge had also suffered considerable injuries, his breathing was steady and he was not in serious danger.

Levan gently moved Rou Yi and Dodge next to the Fatty, who quickly examined their injuries.

Rou Yi's body was rapidly adjusting and recovering, like when the Fatty was first injured. Her injuries were visibly healing. Dodge, on the other hand, had an old wrist fracture that had not healed, and now had a new injury. If he didn't get surgery soon, he might suffer permanent disability.

At that moment, the two primitive men who had gone out with the "cannon" suddenly rushed into the great hall in a panic, seemingly with important news to report. They didn't see the golden robe, and were anxious and running around in circles.

Since their birth, the two primitive men had never seen a situation where the golden robe wasn't in the great hall.

The Fatty didn't move, and said to the two men, "What's wrong?"

The great hall and the light sphere were symbols of power. Seeing that the golden robe wasn't there, and the Fatty was by the light sphere, occupying the highest position in the great hall, it was highly possible that the throne had changed hands.

But they weren't sure, because they had never seen anything like this before.

The Fatty decided to try and scare them. He deliberately raised his voice, pretending to be angry, and said, "Speak! What's wrong!"

The effort of speaking caused the Fatty to cough violently again, constantly spitting up blood. This time, he felt that his recovery ability was not as good as before. The effects of the elixir were gradually fading.

The two primitive men were startled by the Fatty's shout, and became nervous. After hesitating for a moment, they decided to tell the Fatty what was happening.

"The energy matrix outside has collapsed, and cracks are starting to appear in the protective shield around the space," the primitive man said to the Fatty, extremely nervous.

"Oh? Isn't... isn't that a good thing? Isn't that what your former 'king' was waiting for?" the Fatty said, forcing himself to speak.

"But, but that's not all. The thirty-six black energy pillars supporting the space outside are also starting to collapse... If the pillars all collapse, then everything will collapse..."

Large beads of sweat dripped from the two primitive men's foreheads and fell to the ground.

The primitive men's explanation was very direct - the space they were in was on the verge of collapse.

Before the two primitive men could finish speaking, another Delegate rushed into the great hall, looking around as if he was also searching for the golden robe.

The Fatty used the same method again to get information from the Delegate.

The Delegate revealed that the Red Sea was sinking and would soon dry up, the black lava under the Black Bridge was completely out of control and flowing somewhere unknown, and many Delegates who had entered the Black Bridge had disappeared.

The Delegate's words in the hall caused panic among the people outside. They felt as if they were facing a great enemy, that the end of the world had come, and didn't know what to do. They scattered and fled in all directions.

The Fatty clutched his chest and coughed twice more, and said to the two primitive men (who were actually Delegates) and the other Delegate, "Go find your family and friends to be together. You don't need to pay attention to this anymore."

"But..."

"This space is about to collapse. Everything will cease to exist. Go, and cherish the little time you have left."

The Fatty's words were very bleak and helpless. The Fatty knew that the collapse of the space in front of him was inextricably linked to the method he had used to deal with the lizard-man.

The Fatty felt a slight sense of guilt. He had used the lives of everyone in this space to buy himself and Rou Yi a brief respite.

But the Fatty didn't regret it. He couldn't watch his companions die in front of him.