87_87643 Something happened, something must have happened!

Lucas began to feel uneasy after several distinguished guests left his mansion one after another, and when he tried to go out to the palace or the council to find out the news, he was surprised to find that there were three times as many guards outside his gate as usual, and all of them were fresh faces, and there was no need to say much or be tempted, something must have happened.

Almost instantly, Lucas decided that the royal family was finally going to act against the council, and the emperor knew very well that his majesty had this inclination or this thought, but he never expected that this day would come so quickly.

Isn't it the perfect time to celebrate this night of national celebration in the immediate aftermath of Archmage Yatu's death for a great victory against the elves, and why didn't he realize it until now?

After returning to the hall, looking at the crowd of drunken people at the banquet, Lucas suddenly felt that this was an unreal dream, and it was about to wake up.

"Hey, hey, drink, what, Lord Lucas, hey, hey, hey......" A noble official leaned over to Lucas drunkly, Lucas frowned in disgust, where did this look like a noble minister, and it looked like a drunkard in the slums.

Lucas finally realized that the result of his years of painstaking management is to gather this group of things that are useless at a critical moment, when you are penniless, they despise you and laugh at you, when you are soaring, they follow you to eat and drink, and when you are in trouble, they either abandon you or fall into the well, the so-called connections that they value in the past, the so-called political foundation。 Now it's a joke in the real right.

"Uh, Lu, Lou, Lord Lucas......"

Lucas couldn't bear to snatch the silver wine glass, and slammed it to the ground, and with the spilled wine and the "clang" of the wine glass on the ground, the music stopped, and the noble lord, who was dancing with the noblewoman in his arms, stopped. The government officials who were talking loudly also stopped, and all eyes were focused on Justice Lucas, whose face was a little purple.

In the silence, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "His Majesty Emperor Stanley III of the Argus Empire has arrived-"

Before the end of the trail was over, the door opened as if it had been kicked open, and Emperor Stanley III was the first to enter, followed by Foreign Secretary Spencer and a whole group of Imperial Palace guards armed to the teeth.

Everyone quickly retreated, and the Emperor flashed a path to the master's seat as the Emperor passed by Lucas. I didn't even look at the justice.

All the guests were obviously not prepared for the Emperor's sudden visit, and they bowed their heads and bowed their waists, looking at the many armored soldiers standing on both sides of the hall and surrounding His Majesty the Emperor, and they did not dare to breathe.

"Go on, don't let me ruin everyone's interest!" Stanley III sat on Lucas's seat, casually picked up a gold wine glass on the table, and gently shook the wine in the glass, while looking at the crowd that included almost all the Argus nobles in the room: "I have ordered to take over all the powers of the Supreme Council, and this time I just want to watch a good show with you, you don't have to be formal." ”

The last sentence seemed to drop a small magic missile in the crowd. It caused quite a commotion.

"What right do you have to do this, since the founding of the Argus Empire......" was the guy who toasted Lucas before, I don't know if it was because he was frightened by this sudden change or because of the stimulation of the emperor's last words, he suddenly sobered up a lot, but soon he couldn't continue to wake up, and a silver-armored warrior standing beside him coldly drew his sword. After a flash of light, the unknown official's head fell to the ground, and his body was in a different place.

At the same time, a burst of screams erupted in time, and several noble ladies immediately fainted.

One of the Emperor's attendants walked up to the orchestra pit, clapped his hands twice, and motioned for the musicians to continue playing the music, and the musicians, who were already frightened and half dead, trembled and played their instruments, and a burst of music that looked strange and very strange because of the slight out-of-tune immediately fluttered into play.

"As I said, you don't have to be formal. Everyone continues. His Majesty the Emperor, who had always been very kind and even a little cowardly, still looked smiling, but his eyebrows gradually revealed a cruelty and hideousness: "Justice Lucas, please come forward." ”

No one really continued to dance and drink, and they were so frightened that they were about to stop breathing, and the music of the ball, which was supposed to be cheerful and relaxed, now sounded so poignant that it sounded like mournful music.

Lucas walked forward slowly, and began to understand the Emperor's approach, even if he succeeded in defeating the Council. The mage's counterattack and final blow could also be very terrifying, and the Emperor's purpose in coming to his mansion was to punish the traitors on the one hand. However, it is not necessarily that he has no intention of avoiding the mage's attack, and in comparison, his own mansion, which is closely related to the council, is much safer than the palace in other places - that is, even the emperor himself is not sure of victory!

"His Majesty the Emperor wants to deal with the Supreme Council, I don't think it's that easy!" Judge Lucas obviously lacked confidence in his speech, but his tone was still a little tough, in this situation, begging for mercy or not is a dead end, and only exposing the emperor's hidden worries is the only way to temporarily save his life.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, it seems that killing someone just now still did not deter the official.

In the Argus Empire, from the royal family and nobles to the common people, no one can still identify with themselves without losing the mage and losing the council, so the council cannot be completely eliminated and can only take over the control of zhì, but at the same time, destroying the council, that is, destroying the almost mythical authority of the agus people and establishing their own authority is also a top priority, especially in front of all the agus nobles gathered here!

"Okay, I'll keep you. Let's see what the final result will be!"

When O'Sullivan entered Watan City, the Tower of Seven Sins on the north side of the city gate had been surrounded by layers of Argus Imperial Guards, and there were several strong fireworks coming out of the southern and northern districts, although there were only well-disciplined emperors near the city gate, but there seemed to be bursts of almost inaudible wails and howls in the distance.

Waiting at the city gate is still his own carriage, and waiting for him in the car is still the old butler.

"What's the situation?" O'Sullivan hadn't sat down as soon as he got into the car. I asked a question while looking out of the window.

"Master Kant and Master Darna led a team to surround the Council, and Master Curit led a team to hunt down the Council mages in the city......" Nafu replied respectfully and quickly, O'Sullivan looked out at several places in the sky lit by firelight, no wonder, the Council mages who used to live in the city were also rounded up: "His Majesty the Emperor is now in the official residence of Justice Lucas. ”

Lucas' residence?

O'Sullivan looked at the man with an inquiring eye, and the other party obviously had no intention of answering.

"Young master, you are bleeding, do you want to ......"

"It doesn't matter, I bandaged it myself. Now go to Gen-la Kant...... No, let's go to the Emperor's Majesty first, I have something important to report. ”

O'Sullivan crossed the line of three imperial guards to enter Lucas's mansion, and it was not until he entered the hall that O'Sullivan realized that this was not just to protect the emperor's majesty - except for the mage, almost all of Argus's ruling class was concentrated here.

"Count O'Sullivan, over here!" Spencer, who was near the door, spotted O'Sullivan and beckoned O'Sullivan to walk towards an inner room - the room where Kant killed Flickina, but no one seemed to have discovered that it was actually a murder scene.

O'Sullivan walked through the crowd, accepting the bewildered or puzzled, plain or flattering gazes around him, as people had gradually recovered from the great changes they had just made. They were gathering together in twos and threes and talking in very low voices, and the musicians and others didn't know where they were being driven to, and the appearance of O'Sullivan made the hall fall silent again, and the silence of a needle on the ground would be heard clearly.

O'Sullivan noticed the Imperial guards waiting around him and a blurred bloodstain on the ground, and it seemed that His Majesty the Emperor had firmly controlled the situation.

Entering the inner room, O'Sullivan saw several high-ranking noble lords and cabinet ministers sitting together. Including Lucas, their faces turned blue, and they didn't say a word when they saw O'Sullivan come in, and His Majesty the Emperor stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and in the night outside, the towering Tower of the Seven Sins stood not far away like a silhouette, drawing an even darker outline in the night.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!" O'Sullivan hurried two steps and knelt behind Emperor Stanley III: "When I arrived at the agreed place, I found that all the people of the Red Robe Mage Society had been killed by Archmage Quentin, and Quentin was also seriously injured at that time, I was lucky to kill him, but the mage troops on the other side of the forest ......"

O'Sullivan lied a little. Although it was true that a large part of his ability to kill Quentin was due to luck, the news still made Lucas gasp, and His Majesty the Emperor was naturally relieved.

"You're doing a good job!" the emperor waved his hand and motioned for O'Sullivan to flatten himself: "Now you immediately go to the Tower of the Seven Sins, Master Kant and Master Darna are over there, as long as we can quickly take down the Tower of the Seven Sins and take over the Council, the mage troops don't have to worry." ”

However, O'Sullivan did not raise his head: "My father was in the hands of Quentin at that time, and he has been martyred for the empire!"

"Yes. The emperor's tone was flat, as if he had known about it a long time ago: "That's a pity." Now is your chance to take revenge on the Council, go!"

"Did His Majesty the Emperor already know that my father had fallen into the hands of the Council at that time?" O'Sullivan knew very well. Taking away such an important prisoner as my father from the Imperial Prison could not have been known to the Emperor even if it was a secret operation of the Council.

The Emperor hesitated slightly, as if he didn't expect O'Sullivan to ask such a question.

"I have received a report from the warden that Quentin has taken the old earl from prison...... suddenly the emperor's voice raised a little, and even became a little stern: "The old earl was martyred for the country, this is the supreme honor of him and the O'Sullivan family." Naturally, I'll add a reward, so you don't have to worry about this kind of thing, go and carry out the tasks you should perform!"

O'Sullivan stood up silently, saluted and turned to leave, and when he walked out of the room and closed the door, he could still hear the emperor's proud voice coming from behind him: "Lucas, I will let you see my victory, and see what will happen to those who disobey me!"

This is the emperor, and this is what a human ruler looks like. They were of course ruthless to their enemies, but they also took it for granted to their heroes, and his father had spent the first half of his life in prison for his meritorious first half of his life, and he had always considered himself worthy of the Argus Empire, yes, he was

For the empire, it is the empire that is worthy of him.

The door snapped slightly behind O'Sullivan, but it was unusually screeching in the hall where it was silent again. For a long time, you could hear the sound of the aftermath echoing in the meantime.

Immanuel Kant, one of the seven supreme masters of the council, was standing under the majestic stars, looking at the five chairs at the end of the "Between the Stars" with great ambition and resentment.

The army loyal to the royal family unexpectedly encountered little tough resistance in the process of taking control of the seven towers. In addition to a few henchmen, Kant also assigned almost all the constructed weapons outside the Tower of the Seven Sins to be disposed of, and during the years with the Argus royal family, he privately stored a lot of constructed weapons, some of which were scrapped, some were declared unsuitable for practical use, and some were worn out for various inexplicable reasons, and even a few attacks on the transport troops attributed to the Night Elves were also Kant's masterpieces, which is why so. Almost all of the royal forces attacking the Council were equipped with constructed armor developed by the Council's mages.

Thousands of precautions, home thieves are difficult to prevent.

But no one dared to say this to Archmage Kant. He is the supreme commander of the place where the council is in charge of the "clean-up" tonight, and his position is even higher than that of Darna, and as long as the action goes smoothly - and so far it has been quite smooth, he will be the new president of the council tomorrow.

Kant knew that it was not the best choice for him to come here, because even if Tanolanti had already expressed his implicit support for him. Speaking of which, he is not seen yet, and the so-called support is probably just, it doesn't matter, just don't make trouble; although Aresha will definitely not help herself, she should not be hindered, after all, she has also been pressed by Singh for decades, and she must be angry; as for Quentin, his subordinates reported that he had left the city, and he should be cleaning up the red-robed mages who colluded with O'Sullivan, and he was like a dog who was bent on getting praise from Singh. Bite everywhere - it should be difficult for him to come back in time, and even if he can come back, with his ability, he is not afraid, the key is that the two major mages Singh and Kiscain have not yet appeared, and just the two of them can represent half of the strength of Master Argus!

A light-armored swordsman hurriedly ran behind Kant and knelt down on one knee: "Archmage Quentin of the Council has been killed by Count Yuri O'Sullivan, and now he has rushed to the Tower of Seven Sins!"

When Kant heard the news, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Yuri was able to kill the bald Quentin, even though Quentin was the youngest and weakest of them. But it's not for nothing - it seems necessary to be wary of this O'Sullivan kid.

Kant took one last look at the five chairs, then turned and walked out. At the same time, he gave the order to the two silent black reloaded golems beside him: "Destroy those chairs!"

Forty-Seven pinched the neck of one of the constructs with one hand, and picked up its crotch with the other—if it had balls, it would have crushed its valves—and with a hard pull, the odd-shaped parts were sprinkled all over the body, and then Forty-Seven skimmed out the two parts of the construct in different directions, knocking down several more as if throwing a bowling ball.

Forty-seven staggered a few steps forward with a blow to his back, and he turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees to look for the attacker, and found a structure that seemed to be two people connected back to back was waving its teeth and claws at him, the four legs below were creaking on the pipes and wreckage, and the top one was full of huge iron balls spinning at high speed at the ends of his hands and feet, the two heads had been combined, and between the two mouths that kept opening and closing and making meaningless noises were seven or eight eyes that shimmered with indifference.

Then a violent arc of lightning exploded over its head, turning the conjoined monster into more irregular pieces.

It's as annoying as Sharubou. Forty-seven then struck an uppercut that slammed the structure into the ceiling, disintegrating the powerful magic that had sealed the place before it even touched the metal dome - only the razor-sharp fangs clanged down.

The first insect-like structures are all gone, and now they are all humanoid or incomprehensible things reassembled from their scattered limbs, tirelessly and fearlessly launching waves of futile attacks on Forty-Seven, and the steel djinn in the depths of the pipeline is still silent and motionless like the illusions that have loomed in Forty-Seven's mind many times since he got O'Sullivan's constructed weapon, Atlas.

Did the old man keep me here just to show him a gladiatorial fight? A constructed body with seven or eight arms pounced on him one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the large charred black hole in his chest was a memento of the last time Forty-Seven, and the face-less cake forty-seven seemed to have seen it five times.

But this is the last time. Forty-seven carefully raised his hand and struck the ugly face with the blazing light like a vein.

I have time anyway. Forty-Seven sprinkled death and destruction in these self-defeating puppets, and was convinced that he had come here in the right place—even when circumstances changed and all the pipes came alive like a serpent to envelop him.

The underground hall where the metal colossus and forty-seven were buried twisted and tumbled. As a group of old mages in the control room began to cast spells and manipulate them, the entire Seven Sins Tower even began to vibrate slightly, and the steel veins densely intertwined in the ground like cobwebs were all attracted to move, passing through like huge metal earthworms, and even shaking the foundation of the Seven Sins Tower, all of them were one - until the underground hall was wrapped up and wrapped bigger and bigger, like a giant cocoon.

The latest chapter of the high-speed debut magic suit, this chapter is the fourth chapter of the end of the thirtieth round of the Empire Setting Day (1) address is.