Chapter 1829

Now, Draven and Mortimer's only hope rested on Julius leading the Black Dragon Army to their aid.

"Though you two may not be the masterminds, you are accomplices. Capital punishment is avoidable, but you won't escape judgment," Eloise declared coldly.

She went on, "Take them away and guard them closely. No one should approach without my orders."

"Understood!"

Several guards approached, forcefully taking the bounded Draven and Mortimer away.

"General Steele, handle the surrendering forces. Too many lives have been lost today, and I don't want to see more casualties," she instructed, looking at Jaxon.

"Understood!" Jaxon nodded solemnly.

"Your Highness, your compassion is admirable!"

Four figures emerged from the army, creating a path as they walked. They were the Southern Four Sovereigns—Elijah, Lincon, Tyrus, and Wyatt.

"We arrived late to the rescue. Apologies for startling you, Your Highness," Lincon humbly greeted.

"Sir Blaze, no need for apologies. Without your timely