Inside the room.
Utter chaos everywhere.
The servants of the Caldwell Family, caught off guard and too close to Emperor Charlotte Grey, were instantly killed by the explosion.
Merrill Caldwell, knocked to the corner by the surprise blast, only suffered some ringing in his ears, his body unscathed.
"Ugh..."
A low growl.
Emperor Charlotte Grey crawled up from the ground, looking extremely disheveled.
The dragon robe on his body was torn, exposing a shocking wound on his chest.
The wound was a mess of flesh, but there was no blood.
The skin color was the same as theirs, ashen white.
"What is that thing..." Emperor Charlotte Grey stood up unsteadily, holding a sword in one hand!
If not for his strong physique and exceptional self-healing ability, he might have died on the spot!
"A kind of hidden weapon called poison egg." Julius Reed didn't look at the sword embedded in the wall, clasped his hands behind his back, and smiled: "How about it, not bad, right?"
