Chapter 828: The Big Scene
Is there definitely a big conspiracy? At this point, even the sluggish generals have reacted. As warriors, even if they are unarmed, even if there are multiple guards standing behind everyone, they will never sit still. What's more, there are several people present who are all extremely strong people who have the strength to break the army alone, and according to Lu Xi's system algorithm, they are at least golden high. Even with candlesticks and chair legs, they were confident that they could bring down all the guards. But at this moment, almost all of them felt a burst of tightness in their chests, weakness, and they could barely stand up.
"Poisoning...... Is this the means of the Auckland Supreme? The commander of the Eighth Legion, Mittira, was furious, his eyes were red, and he stared at Iken on the throne, and naturally his words were no longer polite. He was angry with the dignified Auckland Supreme, and he didn't just set up a banquet, and he actually went to play with the indiscriminate means of using drugs; Shocked, he didn't find out the other party's method of poisoning at all. You must know that this short general, although he was not born in the Saint Laurent Military Academy, received a complete education in divine arts and martial arts in the monks' hall of the Great Holy Hall since he was a child. He was gifted, and in adulthood he became an excellent Templar, even being directly assigned to Pope Ni as a member of the Guard and one of his assistants. Only later did he return to his homeland and be important to the Sun King.
He was the most knowledgeable of all the generals present; And we all know that the magic itself has a very strong effect of repelling poisons and detecting toxins. Spellcasters are naturally immune to most natural toxins. But at this moment, Mittela not only didn't know when she was poisoned, she didn't even know what kind of poison it was. I just felt that I couldn't lift up any strength, let alone concentrate on mobilizing magic power to cast spells.
"Rats!" Perhaps it was because of the innate physical qualities of the highlanders. Sir Proll still had the least amount of mobility and combat effectiveness, and he let out a roar like a wounded lion. Still striding forward. This time, he directly abandoned Bartoli, but rushed to the emperor on the throne.
His judgment is very clear: this Baltoli is unfathomable, and even if it is a fight, it will be difficult to win it quickly, so it is better to control the emperor first, so as to bring a glimmer of life to everyone. He made the same judgment as the commander of the Griffin Knight of the Third Legion, Theosto, a taciturn, short, boy-like general, with one-quarter of the Wood Elf blood in his body. Resistance to toxins is above that of ordinary humans. In the same way, he also possesses the agility of a wood elf. He flipped his hands, and there were already two more short-fitting blades made of special wood in his bosom - I don't know how he escaped the search at the gate of the forbidden palace - and he had crossed the entire long table with a light leap, and was only one step away from the emperor on the throne.
"This is the current situation of killing the king, right?" Bartoli sighed, stood up, and stretched out his right hand to pinch a seal.
But only a loud bang was heard, and the Wood Elf warrior directly slammed into a sudden qi wall - but this was not just an ordinary defensive qi wall, but in fact, it was a thundercloud technique that had been compressed to the extreme. Tiosdo's whole person was like crashing into a cloud of cumulonimbus, and in an instant, he was infused with thunder and lightning that roared and flowed.
The lightning and thunder smeared the entire Luna Hall with a layer of snowy white light that was impossible to look at. The Wood Elf General was blasted out of the thundercloud's wall of air. The body slammed into a corner of the hall, twisted into a rickety posture, and died on the spot.
On the other side, Sir Proll's chest was struck by the shockwave of a single blow of the air cluster. The dignified nine-foot man seemed to have been hit in the chest with a heavy hammer. Coughing up blood, he took a few steps back, then stumbled back into his chair. Several of his ribs were broken, and the intense movement further stimulated the aggravation of the toxin. Completely incapacitated, unable to even speak.
It happened just so fast. It's so fast that most people don't have time to react. When the old marshal stretched out his hand anxiously, the two generals were killed and seriously wounded. The Count of Corneli looked at the corpse of the Admiral huddled in the corner of the wall. He closed his eyes in pain, but then opened them suddenly, staring at the magic advisor who had just made a move.
"Whatever you do, wizard, there's no chance of success. If we are unable to return to the barracks by midnight today, the rest of the generals will lead all the soldiers to officially raise the Black Rose Banner and pledge their allegiance to Her Highness Caterina. The old marshal said coldly: "Don't underestimate the control of the Saint Laurent family over the Auckland army!" β
"Yes, Your Majesty and I never expected that an edict that did not even have the seal of the national seal would be able to recover more than 100,000 proud soldiers." Bartoli laughed, "However, if all of you here are willing to return to the army and show up, things will be very different. I don't dare to underestimate the loyalty and trust of the soldiers to the famous generals who have defended the empire for decades! β
ββ¦β¦ Do we really need to get to this point? Emperor Iken looked at the statue of an unknown goddess next to him, and a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes.
It feels like it's not just a hesitation about what is about to happen, but more like a doubt and hesitation about your current mental state.
"No, no, my esteemed majesty. They said that the control of the Saint Laurent family over the Auckland army means that they will only owe allegiance to Her Royal Highness Caterina of the Auckland line, right? This war was unfair from the start! Bartoli said to his emperor in a low but demagogic tone: "Your Majesty, you need to set things right, this is the responsibility and power given to you by the laws of the empire!" And you also need to do this with a decisive heart, the ancestors of the Holy Spring Royal Family are watching you from the sky! And history is watching you! History will not record your methods, only whether you will eradicate the rebellion and rule the world, or whether you will be cornered, defeated and killed, and your family ruined......"
"Yes! I am the emperor, not to be blasphemed, for the sake of my empire, for the sake of them......" The emperor finally gritted his teeth. Stand up: "Let's begin, Baltoli!" β
He placed his hands on the idol. It was at this very moment. This old and dilapidated statue, without any sense of ritual, suddenly seemed to have gained vitality. It began to flow with a very charming purple sheen. The blue-gray patches of rust began to disappear little by little, yes, not physically peeling, but as if they had been dissolved directly in the luster.
At that moment, the outline and appearance of the statue gradually became clear - it was a goddess statue wearing a thin veil, although it completely covered the sensitive part of her body, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that under the tulle, it was clearly a graceful naked (meow) naked keto (woo) body. The choice of holding the pipa and half covering the face. But it makes people feel a more bloody sense of charm.
The statue was so lifelike and so intriguing that it felt like it wanted to come to life. Even the eyes, shaped by some unknown gemstone, seem to be shining with the color of life inside.
In terms of pure artwork, this is definitely a master's hand-me-down.
"The idol of Aphrodite?" Someone looked at the statue and asked. You must know that the twelve goddesses of the Holy Spirit of the Great Holy Church, and only this main god who is in charge of art and love, will have such a statue of lavish costumes.
"No......" The old marshal took a deep breath: "It's Belat Maya, the king of nightmares!" β
"That's right. That look, that expression......" Mittila's voice, who had the most theological knowledge in the room, was already very heavy, and it felt like his breathing was slowing down a lot: "Also, the divine pattern on the base. That's the statue of Belat Mea, the King of Nightmares! And this style is definitely an antiquity of the Tevling sect that has been exterminated in the last era! β
"You're so daring! How dare you use such an evil god in the Sacred Yongchen Palace! What a blasphemy! Your Majesty, do you want to bring the glorious Oakland Empire. Has the greatest proponent of the Holy Alliance been reduced to a place of demons, and finally the object of the nations' retribution? How the ancestors of the Holy Emperor and the royal family will rest in peace. How will the Emperor of Heaven feel you! Because of this demonic temptation, are you ready to put the entire empire and the royal family of Dimahia to shame? Baron Lurkus said loudly.
The general's voice still played a role. At least the decayed emperor on the chair who seemed to be about to be weathered seemed to have a little more anger, covered his head, and made a painful ** sound. He seemed to struggle to his feet, but in the end he was unsuccessful, for Baltoli had already placed his hand on the Emperor's shoulder and pressed him back with a gentle force.
"Speaking to your Supreme in such a tone shows that you have never regarded Your Majesty as supreme...... Dear General, don't you think this is also blasphemy? Bartoli smiled: "Besides, what kind of demons and other ways are not good, I can't afford to carry such a heavy burden, and this thing does not belong to Zaixia, but it is taken from the inner palace of the palace." Do you understand? Ladies and gentlemen, this ancient statue of Belat Mea was originally the property of the Holy Springs Royal! Oh, looking at this vintage, it seems to be more than a thousand years old, right? Well, could it be that this could have been left over from the time of Cynius the Great? Why would the Great Holy Emperor, the savior of the civilized world, preserve the objects of the evil gods? β
This shocking fact stunned everyone present, and they were so stunned that they could barely say a word.
Emperor Iken did not answer the words of those present, and his hand finally left the statue and hung limply. At that moment, his whole body seemed to be hollowed out, his face was pale and depressed, and he was confined to his seat. If it weren't for the fact that everyone could still feel his slow breathing, they would almost have thought it was a dead man.
"Well done, my majesty...... All you have to do is get a good night's sleep, and I'll take care of the rest, your faithful servant. By the time you wake up, you'll find that everything is on track. You will get everything that belongs to the Auckland Supreme, Auckland's famous generals will prostrate at your feet, and the invincible Auckland Praetorian Guard will be your sword! An invincible sword! Bartoli placed his palm on the emperor's forehead and muttered softly. His voice was like a lullaby, floating in the Moon God Hall, not to mention the emperor who consumed a lot, even the generals present couldn't help but be drowsy. If it weren't for the fact that their will was far stronger than that of ordinary people, they might have fallen asleep by this time.
But, in Diana's Room. While everyone was immersed in a trance, someone suddenly rushed into Diana Hall. A panicked cry was issued: "Your Majesty, the legion guards outside the palace gate have begun to break into the palace!" β
"It can't be!" The Marquis of Gerbat let out a cry of disbelief: "There is no order from above. How dare they ......"
Although he was born as a gate lord nobleman, he could naturally be regarded as an opponent of the Sun King's military reform, but he knew very well in his heart the quality of the soldiers of the Central Army of the Oakland Empire. Perhaps, it is precisely because he is an enemy that he knows better what his opponents are capable of.
Bartoli's movements came to a halt for a moment. It was the first time he had been surprised since he came out tonight. He stood up abruptly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, but he heard a "pop", and there was already a small thing in the shape of a ball in his hand.
"Detective MONOCULUS...... Damn it. How could the magic fluctuations of such a small thing be so secretive, and I didn't even notice it! Annoyed, he crushed the MONOCULUS and slammed it to the ground.
"I know you're here! Lu Xi? Mr. Berencaster! Bartoli exclaimed, "You have such a great name, why do you need to be a rat with a hidden head and tail?" β
"Am I a rat and you don't have the final say? That gentleman named Bartoli, a guy who pretends to be a fool in a hood, is actually qualified to say something else? A soft sneer rang out in the hall, but it was hard to tell from which direction it was coming from.
"But I'm talking about you! Honey, it's her ...... Dress up as a hood and pretend to be forced, to be honest. In fact, it is low and tasteless. It's true! β
Except for Lu Xi's voice, no one present spoke, because there were too many things to do today, and the generals all said that they were old. It's a bit tiring indeed......
At the same moment, outside the palace gate, the members of the generals' guards had already drawn their blades. Anthony, the captain of Lurkus' guard, looked outside the palace gate. The girl dressed as a magician saluted: "Thank you very much, Master!" β
"Nope. I need to thank you. Mr. Anthony! What is needed at this time is to fight side by side! "Hurricane said seriously.
The bravest young knight of the First Legion nodded. Then he raised his sword: "It can already be proven that His Majesty the Emperor has been bewitched by his magical advisor Bartoli!" Bartoli is a follower of the evil god Belat Mea! As knights of Auckland, as people of the divine gods of order, we must not allow the forces of despicable evil to continue to wreak havoc in our glorious Eternal Palace! Attack with me! Rescue the General! Rescue Your Majesty! β
His slogan was quickly echoed by the soldiers, and the Auckland Civil War was staged for the first time in the city of Serokhia.
"Well, I'll have to start too." The wind patted the Bracer of Farazan Yunling hanging from his waist, and all of Lu Xi's equipment and magic weapons were placed inside. She was just about to use the mind chain to send a message to Lu Xi to open the space door, but she received a message from Felix, who was hovering in the sky.
βmasterβ¦β¦ It has been confirmed that there is an army approaching due west of the city, as well as due south? β
"The army? Units of five Central Corps? β
"No, the Central Army has not been ordered to move, and is still simply preparing for battle in the large battalions and fortresses north of the city...... It seems that the person's banner and attire should be the Red Lion Knights under the command of Duke Tellion of Lancaster, and the Flying Griffin Knights under the command of the Grand Duke of Dragoncastle himself! β
"Aha! If I'm not mistaken, their army was outside of Seredith a day ago, right? Well, it's no surprise that those two big guys can play this level of military deception...... This is really a big scene! Wait, you said that the Grand Duke of Dragoncastle personally commanded? The Grand Duchess of the Draxley family came in person? β
"Yes, the griffin knight at the head is wearing the two-color dragon banner, which can only be used by the Grand Duke of Dragoncastle himself."
After two minutes, the wind let out a faint sigh: "I know that every time I am with that guy, there is nothing good about it, it's just an ordinary stealth, but it will always turn into this effect, even if it is a contemporary king of the night sky like me, I will be tired of depression for a long time!" Well, it's better to be tired and half-body-exhausted, so that you can rest in a wheelchair for at least the rest of your life. (To be continued.) )
PS: Although it's just one chapter every day, it's a big chapter of more than 4500 words, and it's the same chapter with two chapters. So, why don't you give a ticket to the soul!