Calamity, with a pale face, held the table to force herself to stand, feeling a surge of blood and a fishy sweetness in her throat. She swallowed the blood back hard and felt even dizzier. Sending Williams away just now was one of the highest realms of spiritual energy, which had exhausted almost all her strength, and she wouldn't be able to recover less than half a month.
Right now, she was so weak that even a small child could knock her down!
The guards rushed in and searched everywhere.
A bright yellow figure also flashed in, followed by Maxwell who has a cautious look and a worried glance at Calamity. Calamity prostrated herself, “Your Majesty!”
The king’s eyesight was like fire and his gloomy face was filled with anger. Standing in front of Calamity, he gave Calamity a powerful slap, caused her to fall to the ground. Her head knocked on the corner of the chair, then immediately began to bleed profusely.