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Her arrogant words echoed through the throne room, causing the faces of those who opposed her decision to turn pale instantly.

"Damn it…" Aragon gritted his teeth, his body trembling violently.

The Demon Emperor's status was absolute, and her word was law.

No matter how much he despised Liliana, once she had spoken, he had no room to argue.

Yet, he could not accept the position of True Leader falling into the hands of Lyra, Heidel's daughter.

If that happened, his obsession with the title would torment him even after he ascended as the Demon Emperor.

His face flushed with anger, and a powerful, suffocating aura burst from his body, spreading through the throne room.

Everyone in the room was shocked. Releasing one's aura in the presence of the Demon Emperor was an undeniable act of provocation—one that was strictly forbidden.

Liliana's eyes narrowed slightly as a powerful red aura flared around her, effortlessly overpowering the aura surging from Aragon.

"What exactly do you mean by that, Aragon? Are you planning to rebel against me?" She asked coldly.

"Hehehe…" Aragon chuckled, his gaze indifferent as he looked at Liliana seated on the throne. "Rebel? Your Majesty, I swear such a thought has never crossed my mind. But you leave me no choice but to walk that path!"

As he spoke, his hands moved swiftly, forming intricate, strange seals.

Seeing this, Lyra, who stood beside Liliana, was utterly stunned. Her eyes widened in alarm, and she shouted, "Your Majesty, this is bad!"

She tried to move, but an overwhelming pressure crashed down on her, freezing her in place.

"Damn it!" Lyra cursed, glaring at Zariel beside Aragon, who merely responded with a faint smile.

Before the stunned eyes of the demons in the throne room, four small portals materialized on either side of Liliana.

From within them, four reddish-black chains shot out at blistering speed, hurtling straight toward her.

Caught off guard, Liliana was instantly restrained, the chains tightening around her wrists and ankles.

Her eyes widened slightly as she shot Aragon a glare filled with killing intent.

"What is the meaning of this, Aragon!?" she snapped.

A red aura erupted from her body, shaking the entire throne room. But to her shock, the power quickly faded before vanishing entirely.

"What…?" Liliana was dumbfounded, her expression filled with horror.

She could feel it—her power was being drained, siphoned away by the reddish-black chains constricting her. The more she struggled, the faster they devoured her strength.

"Hahaha! There's no need to waste your strength struggling, Your Majesty—no, Liliana Crimson," Aragon burst into laughter. "These chains were specially crafted to suppress you. They will slowly drain your power, and the more you resist, the faster they will devour it. So, just give up."

"You…!" Liliana clenched her fists, a surge of killing intent erupting from her despite her restraints. "How dare you do this!? Are you declaring outright rebellion!?"

The arrogance and majesty that once graced her beautiful face had faded.

Now, she looked frail and pale, as though the chains had already drained most of her strength.

Aragon smirked and made no effort to deny it. "That's right, Liliana Crimson! I am rebelling against you—something I've long desired!"

After saying that, he turned to face the demon race's higher-ups in the throne room.

Their stunned expressions made it clear that this incident had completely shaken them.

But he didn't care. This was the moment he had meticulously planned for a long time.

"Everyone," Aragon's voice rang out across the throne room. "As you all know, our current Demon Emperor, Liliana Crimson, is an incompetent ruler. She abused her power to appoint her closest confidante, Archdemon Lyra, as the True Leader. Moreover, many of her policies have brought disaster upon us, including the heavy casualties our Demon race suffered in the last war in the Desert of Chaos."

"Therefore, I, Aragon, declare my intent to remove her from the throne! Those who stand with me—raise your hand!"
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The throne room fell into an overwhelming silence. Everyone remained frozen in shock, struggling to comprehend what had just transpired.

It had all happened so fast that they could barely process it.

However, among them were those who had long colluded with Aragon. They were already aware of his plans.

"I agree." A fierce-looking middle-aged man stood up, raising his hand without hesitation.

He was the minister responsible for the Demon Empire's infrastructure—the very one who had previously reported the empire's unsatisfactory development.

Among Aragon's allies, he was one of his most trusted supporters.

A few seconds after he rose, several other higher-ups who had colluded with Aragon began to firmly declare their support.

All the Archdemons, including Zariel, Noah, Zahat, Daniel, and Livia, also voiced their support for Aragon, leaving him momentarily stunned.

"Zahat and Livia… actually supporting me?" Aragon muttered in disbelief.

It was worth noting that when he first proposed the rebellion, Zahat and Livia had been its strongest opponents.

They had even threatened to report him to Liliana, causing Aragon serious concern at the time.

Yet now, they stood with him. The realization filled him with exhilaration.

With their support, the chances of overthrowing Liliana had skyrocketed.

In just minutes, forty of the sixty Demon race higher-ups in the throne room pledged their allegiance to Aragon.

Their overwhelming support was proof of the influence he wielded within the Demon Empire's government.

Even so, the remaining twenty stood by Liliana, refusing to yield.

"I disagree," Raven declared firmly as he rose to his feet.

Aragon's gaze turned cold, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"You don't agree?" His voice was laced with quiet menace as a faint pressure emanated from him.

Raven's face paled under the weight of Aragon's aura, but he remained steadfast.

Liliana was the Demon Emperor he respected—someone who had always treated him well. How could he betray her now for the sake of these scheming traitors?

Gritting his teeth, Raven shot Aragon a sharp glare and stubbornly declared, "Yes, I disagree! Archdemon Aragon, your actions are an unforgivable sin! You have instigated a rebellion against Her Majesty Liliana, and we will not allow you to get away with it!"

His defiant words immediately reignited the spirits of Liliana's loyalists.

"What Minister Raven said is true! Your actions are a blatant betrayal of the Demon race!"

"Yes, I agree! You shameless traitor!"

Jeers and curses erupted, aimed at Aragon and his supporters.

Yet Aragon remained unfazed, showing neither fear nor guilt.

With a cold snort, his overwhelming aura surged through the throne room, forcing Liliana's supporters to their knees.

"I don't care about your protests. The majority here have agreed to Liliana Crimson's impeachment, proving that her rule has long been resented. Therefore, the impeachment will proceed—effective immediately!" he declared, his voice thundering through the hall.

Noah and Zariel exchanged glances, their smiles brimming with anticipation.

Meanwhile, Daniel, Zahat, and Livia remained silent, though their eyes gleamed with an unreadable intent as they looked at Aragon.

But suddenly—

"I disagree!"