The area had been mostly cleared, and as they entered the starport with Sanger and the others keeping their distance, Isus finally had the chance to speak.
"You can’t possibly leave this place, even if I provided you with an interstellar spacecraft." Isus said bluntly, "Release me, and I can guarantee your survival with the honor of the Yitelan Royal Family!"
"Guarantee my survival?" Coyle said with a hint of amusement, "Who told you that I’m here to live?"
From afar, Li Ming felt a sudden quiver in his heart.
"What do you want to do?"
As the voice rang out, Coyle spoke in a low tone, "Although your goal wasn’t to save me, I still have to thank you."
Isus was slightly stunned. Thank who? Me?
Isus could not see Coyle’s face behind him as he continued, "I know that ring isn’t some sort of tracking device but a Subspace Folding Ring. After all, as an important person of the Yitelan Civilization, I’m somewhat familiar with it."
Li Ming had just used the excuse that the ring was a tracking monitor to have him take it off where others couldn’t see.
Isus’s pupils dilated slightly as he finally realized that Coyle was talking to someone he couldn’t see.
"Who are you talking to? Did he help you?" Isus’s heart shook violently, "You took off my ring and hid it somewhere, at the request of someone else? He is on the warship!"
Isus suddenly came to a realization and then shouted, "Who is he!"
"Who are you, and what exactly are you trying to do!"
Coyle ignored him and went on, "Before I caught Isus, I indeed wanted to escape and survive. Who would choose to die if they can live?"
"However, after catching Isus, I changed my mind. He is the son of the Yitelan Emperor. It’s usually too difficult to assassinate such people."
"I have you to thank for that."
Coyle was full of regret.
Fear overtook Isus’s mind, and from Coyle’s tone, he could sense something. Could it be?
He had never thought that he would die here and in such an ignominious way.
He still had a great future ahead of him—he was the son of the Yitelan Emperor!
A loyal follower of Princess Asmara!
Fear now dominated Isus’s mind, his features twisted, "You can’t kill me, I can give you everything, everything you want."
"Everything!?" Coyle seemed to be struck, his teeth clenched, and his voice trembled, "Then give me back my wife, my daughter, and my family!"
"Just because you discovered liquid aurium, we were driven out of our homeland!"
Li Ming’s eyes flicked, and Feder sensed that something was amiss with the two, "What are they doing? What’s wrong with Isus?"
"Feder, the thing you promised me, I’ve taken care of it!" Coyle suddenly shouted.
Feder was initially puzzled and then was completely frozen in shock.
All of a sudden, Coyle’s hands exerted force, and Isus’s head burst open like a watermelon in his arms, his brain matter and blood splattering all over him.
"The Torch, never extinguished!" Coyle shouted maniacally.
At the same moment, explosions rang out overhead, the starport dome shattered, and four figures descended from the sky, heading straight for Coyle.
"Your Highness!" Morico’s eyes were full of blood, his arms swelling into massive hammers, crashing down!
Bang Bang Bang Bang!!
Morico roared as if venting all his rage. His fists, heavy with his mighty power, created countless afterimages, each punch landing solidly.
Coyle was pinned in place, unable to move, enduring a barrage of relentless destruction, his body continuously deforming!
The metallic floor burst apart, terrifying power spreading out wildly, the roaring sound like beating drums.
Feder stood, his face vacant. Was Isus truly dead?
He indeed wanted to see this happen, but now that it had, it left him feeling as if he were in a surreal dream, with not much joy but rather a profound emptiness.
"Lord Morico!" Chen Jinglong shouted. Morico didn’t stop, nearly smashing through the entire starport.
"Leave him breathing!" Chen Jinglong said coldly, "There are still many unanswered questions about this matter!"
With the final blow, Morico stopped, panting heavily. In the pit, Coyle was covered in wounds, drenched in blood, with deep gashes exposing bone all over, like a tattered bag, bleeding non-stop.
"Cough, cough..." He wasn’t dead yet. He managed a weak smile, "Torch, unextinguished!"
His body suddenly exploded, splattering gore everywhere.
Morico was soaked in fresh blood, his eyes cold and lifeless.
"Did he commit suicide?" Feder moved closer.
"He never resisted. He must have been allowing his genetic mutation to progress," Chen Jinglong said crouching at the edge, glancing over.
Feder sighed but felt a chill, Morico was looking at him coldly, "Prince Feder, could you explain what Coyle’s last words meant? What did he mean by ’the promise to you is fulfilled?’"
Sanger took a step forward, his voice heavy, "Do we even need to explain? It was nothing more than Coyle’s slander, anyone could see that."
Li Ming walked over slowly. In fact, since Coyle had arrived at this starport, the subsequent events were not controlled by him but were the choices Coyle made himself.
Including his last words.
Yet, Li Ming also felt a sense of astonishment, no wonder Torch had been able to rebound time and again, the Yitelan Civilization had never been able to completely eradicate it.
They were all people filled with irreconcilable hatred towards Yitelan Civilization, not afraid of death, only afraid of dying without value.
Feder’s face looked terrible. Even though it was an obvious set-up, the victim’s status was so high, there would undoubtedly be an incredibly thorough investigation afterward.
Morico surveyed everyone present, his voice cold, "The death of Prince Isus implicates everyone here, the Yitelan Civilization will not let this go!"
Everyone’s expression tightened, Duke Bai Ye already started cursing, he was simply there for a look and got embroiled in this mess.
Feder countered sternly, "Morico, what are you implying? We only learned about the hunt for Isus today. If you suspect anyone, you’re the most suspicious. Why did you have to beat Coyle to death?"
"Were you silencing a witness?"
Morico’s expression was indifferent as he walked straight to Isus’ headless corpse, "I am willing to accept, including memory audit, a series of investigations..."
He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly lifted Isus’ arm, exclaiming, "Where’s the prince’s Subspace Folding Ring!?"
"Hmm?" Feder quickly stepped forward, looking down, the ring was indeed missing.
"When did it happen, who took it!" Morico stood up abruptly, "No one leaves, everyone stay here. I suspect the ring is on one of you!"
Feder, with an equally uncertain expression, looked around at everyone present; he was sure he hadn’t taken it.
No one objected, everyone was sure they hadn’t taken it, and it was best to clear oneself of this suspicion as quickly as possible.
Ren Cangsong swiftly organized via the smart terminal, security personnel came, temporarily sealing the starport and even setting up detection booths with a series of instruments.
"High-precision metal detectors, body scanners, even if you swallowed the ring, it would be found," Ren Cangsong said solemnly.
Under Morico’s watchful eye, everyone in turn went into the detection booth until the last person, Sanger, came out, still no sign of the ring.
Morico still didn’t believe it, and even had everyone strip off their clothes.
People were dissatisfied, but they complied, and after a thorough search, still nothing was found.
Starport surveillance footage was also pulled up, but Isus’ arm was always covered, no angle showed whether the ring was being worn or not.
"Isus seemed to be communicating with Coyle..." Feder focused on the surveillance footage, and after comparing lip movements, the sound gradually emerged.
"Who are you talking to? Who is it?"
"I can give you everything, everything!"
"Please, I beg you to spare me!"
The pleading from Isus as he faced death made Feder’s expression a bit embarrassed, but the questioning mixed within made him look thoughtful.
"He suspected Coyle was secretly talking to someone?" Feder looked puzzled, "But there was no communication equipment on Coyle."
Ren Cangsong was inwardly shocked, and Duke Bai Ye exclaimed in alarm, "Dimensional Gods!?"