"Leoric, you madman! Look what you've done?!"

After a brief moment of surprise, someone in the audience finally came to their senses, even if Leorick still retained his majesty and aura, he was just a bad old man who was about to die.

Several Acropolis nobles picked up scattered weapons from the ground and stood at the bottom of the steps, confronting their former king.

Leorik stood at the top of the throne steps with his sword in hand, his eyes wide open, glaring at the crowd in front of him, gritting his teeth and shouting, "A group of traitors who have long forgotten their favor!"

Sinclair stood behind, frowning at the farce-like scene, turning his face sideways and glancing at his cronies in the crowd.

A moment later, someone shouted, "Get rid of this tyrant!"

The echoing voices suddenly came and went.

"Kill this murderer!"

"This guy is just an old man! there's nothing to be afraid of!"

"The Father's brilliance blesses the Holy Acropolis!"

Quietly moving away from the angry mob, Todd stood in a remote corner and fixed his eyes on the astrologer beside Leoric, quietly waiting for the rest of the situation.

To his undisappointed part, the gray-robed astrologer finally moved, only to see the man slam the oak staff in his hand to the ground.

Suddenly, countless white silk threads hung from the roof of the main hall, and countless pale green balloons fell into the crowd along the silk threads. The spherical objects hit the ground and exploded, emitting a large amount of smoky spores.

"Damn! What are these?!"

People shouted in panic, and people who were closer to the gate tried to run out of the strange smoke immediately, but soon they found that their whole bodies were beginning to be paralyzed, and their legs and feet did not obey the call.

Large swaths of people fell to the ground, unable to move even a little finger, and wails and angry curses were heard incessantly.

After a few minutes, the strong wind outside the temple gradually blew away the "smoke", and the people lying on the ground finally saw the scene in front of them.

Leorik slowly walked down the steps of the throne with a blood-stained sword in his hand, and at some point behind him, five gray-robed men of different heights appeared, motionless as they watched the chaos in the hall.

Some people began to shout loudly for help, hoping that the soldiers around them would hear the sound and rush to the rescue.

But to their disappointment, the guards near the palace were all driven out of the palace gate, and the king's palace was too far away from the palace gate. The most troublesome thing is that it is raining heavily outside, thunder and lightning, not to mention the sound of people, even the sound of gongs and drums, it may not be able to reach far.

Leoric, who watched the ugliness of the people with great interest, approached the people who were prostrate at his feet, and kicked these nobles who had just become invincible, while looking around for his target.

After looking at it for a while, Leoric's eyes suddenly lit up.

He straddled across the ground, ignoring the wails and pleas for mercy in his ears, and walked straight to a young man who was desperately trying to crawl out.

"Matild, my good son, where are you going?" Leorick squatted down, patted the other party's pale cheek with the blade of his sword, and laughed and said, "You are dressed in colorful and gorgeous costumes, even the blind can see it. ”

The man in the middle of the five gray-robed men whispered to his companions, "Seventeen, go and take Matild away." ”

Looking at his son, who was lifted up by the gray-robed man and taken away from the main hall, Leorik, who was carrying a sharp sword, began to search through the crowd.

It took him a while to find Sinclair, who was desperately hiding, behind a pillar.

Seeing his father walking towards him with a long sword, Sinclair at this time had long lost his usual composure and calmness.

"What do you want to do?!Don't come!Don't come here!" Sinclair, unable to move, his eyes full of panic and uneasiness, he twisted his neck with great difficulty, looking around for anyone who might save him.

Leorik grabbed him by the chin, forced him to look at him, and whispered cruelly, "I thought you were my proudest child, but in the end, you are my deadliest enemy." ”

Large drops of sweat rolled down Sinclair's forehead, and his voice trembled: "Father, please listen to my explanation......"

Leorik didn't even bother to listen to him, and gestured to the man in gray. Soon, Sinclair was also carried by them on their shoulders and taken away from the main hall.

The gray-robed man at the head, the astrologer with an oak staff in his hand, saw that the two princes had been successfully controlled, and said to Leoric, "It's time to get out of here. ”

Leorik shook the blood stains on his sword, shook his head and said, "No, I still have a few more accounts to settle." ”

After saying this, he walked straight to an elderly nobleman, stretched out his legs, and stomped on the nobleman's face with the upper of his shoe, and his voice was like ice that would not melt for thousands of years: "Marquis Bakar, my most loyal supporter, and my old comrade-in-arms who once fought side by side with me. I've always regarded you as my most trusted brother, and I've always thought you'd be on my side...... What I didn't expect was that the assassins I met on the pilgrimage were actually hired by you, and the poison in the meals was also written by you...... You've let me down!"

Marquis Bakar, who was trampled on the soles of Leoric's feet, roared angrily, "I have a whole family to feed!

Leorik shook his head regretfully: "Mouse eyed guy. ”

The sword was raised in the air, and then slashed down.

With the sound of broken bones, Marquis Bakar's head was separated from his body, and blood splattered from the broken part of his cervical vertebrae, like a fountain in the ground, spreading and smearing on the floor.

Leoric bent down, picked up the marquis's head from the ground with great difficulty, looked at the dead eyes, and said softly: "Old man, if time can stand still in the past, everything is just as it used to be...... How nice that would be......"

Leorik grabbed his head and smiled slightly: "It's all to blame for this damn old age, I can't go back, I can't go back!"

Leorik laughed as he threw his head into the distance, eliciting the exclamations and screams of the people in the main hall.

Seeing his head roll on the ground and fall into the rain outside the temple, Leorik chuckled at first, then laughed, and finally laughed wildly mixed with coughing and panting.

"Traitors! They're all traitors!

The king of the Holy Acropolis raised his sword, his eyes red and as if he were crazy, and began to slaughter the nobles of the temple in a desperate manner.

The crowd begged for forgiveness and shouted vows, but these actions did not quell Leoric's madness, but instead made him start the slaughter even harder.

The sharp sword pierced the back of the heart, slicing through the fragile throat and plunging through the eye socket into the brain.

People who had no power to resist were deprived of their lives one after another by the sword in the king's hand.

The weapon in Leorik's hand, after killing a dozen people, the curling blade became dull, and he could no longer use it, he simply put aside the blade, picked up a sharp sword from the ground at random, and continued this "carnival".

The massacre lasted about ten minutes, and the entire hall of the King's Palace was buried with blood and dead bodies.

Leoric, who was completely out of strength, fell in a pool of blood with his cape, his face showed an abnormal flush, and his whole popularity was like a gossamer, and his life hung by a thread.

The gray-robed man led by him walked to Leorick's side, looked at the old man who was about to come to the end of his life, and asked coldly, "Satisfied?"

Leorik rolled his eyes to the chain on top of the oak staff, and his voice was inaudible: "I don't want to die......"

The gray-robed man snorted coldly, squatted down, picked up Leorik, carried him on his shoulders, and walked to the back door of the main hall.