After the product launch of [Polar Ice Elixir].

The Earl of Svenkinley walked out of the Great Hall with a brisk pace.

He is very fast, almost twice as fast as a normal person walking.

In the dim darkness of the night, no one noticed his incomparably hideous face and the muttering in his mouth:

"I'm going to skin them!"

"I'm going to skin those two guys!"

Recognized as the "richest man in the empire" in aristocratic circles, Sven Kinley knew how his family's wealth had been accumulated.

It is earned by the accumulation of seven or eight generations of the family and one or two hundred years.

It is obtained by planting mandala flowers and purifying manluo pollen!

So he doesn't like people to call him an upstart!

He was a personable, decent, well-bred aristocrat.

But today, in extreme anger, he threw aside all his usual good aristocratic upbringing, his face was hideous, his mouth was gritting teeth, and he kept repeating the phrase: "I'm going to skin them!"

Yes, Sven Kingley has a unique fetish: he likes to collect human skins.

In his underground collection, there are at least a thousand human skins of all kinds.

In his castle estate, as well as in the surrounding tens of millions of acres of mandala flower farms, in the mouths of the servant serfs at the bottom, he has the terrifying title of "Earl of Skinning".

Because he especially likes to peel.

Who accidentally made a big mistake and peeled the skin.

Whoever accidentally makes a small mistake also peels the skin.

Whoever offended him and grew a pair of fine skins, skinned.

Who, because of the manlo pollen, became ugly, and skinny when they became skinny, also peeled the skin...... The other party has no money to buy Manluo pollen, so in order to prevent him from making trouble due to drug addiction, he peels the skin.

In short, by peeling the skin, Sven Kinley solved a lot of troubles and harvested a lot of art at the same time.

But today, the Earl of Swinkinley is desperate to add two pieces to his underground collection.

One is the skin of the little one!

One is the old guy's skin!

They must be skinned immediately and in the shortest possible time!

So after returning to your own castle.

The Earl of Swinkinley couldn't sleep, so he immediately went into action, gathering all the men he could!

He called a couple of stewards.

He summoned some of the best swordsmen in the castle.

He also called several magicians from the castle.

In the conference hall, the Earl of Swinkinley addressed the people in a commanding tone:

"Butler, go to the assassins' union to issue two S-class assassination missions, assassinate two people, and each will receive a bounty of 1 billion gold coins!

Then he said to another butler: "Release all the carrier pigeons in the castle, invite a few of my mage friends over, and tell them: as long as they help me kill someone, in the future, all high-purity Manluo pollen will be provided for free!"

Then he said to the swordsmen and mages who usually guarded the safety of the castle: "My Manluo Castle does not raise idlers and waste! You have been working in the castle for many years, and the time has come to play your role! The two people I just talked about, go and kill them! Whoever can get it, the 1 billion gold coins will belong to whom!"

"It's better to go right away!"

Svenkinley roared.

"Yes, Lord Count!"

"Yes!"

The swordsmen and enshrined mages in the conference hall left the hall quickly, put on their equipment and weapons, and rushed to the imperial capital overnight, rushing for a billion gold coins!

And this similar scene happened at least in the more than 500 castles and mansions of the Viterus Empire.

In that night alone, the Assassin Guild had hundreds of S-Class missions, but the same two people had been assassinated.

That night, more than 10,000 swordsmen and 3,000 magicians entered the city of Nirata with weapons, looking for the whereabouts of those two people and the two moving "billion gold coins"!

However, in the next three days, Zhou Ming and Elder Reynold, as if they had suddenly evaporated from the world, could not find their figures.

There was no trace of them anywhere.

In Nirata City, there are more than 30 apothecaries that sell [Polar Ice Elixir] to the outside world, and each of them is selling [Extreme Ice Elixir] to the outside world in large quantities.

Moreover, the newspapers in Nirata City are also frantically popularizing the damage of mandala flowers to the human body, and hyping up the benefits of [Polar Ice Elixir].

Suddenly, in the high-end market, the sales of Manluo pollen fell like a cliff, and [Polar Ice Elixir] quickly seized the market at an astonishing speed.

This is another public opinion campaign and a large number of spot listings, how can the interest groups of the mandala flower industry resist?

In the face of the rapidly shrinking market share and the sharply reduced revenue, the aristocratic businessmen led by the Earl of Svenkingley collectively panicked.

They huddled as fast as they could, and in a large castle, they held a response meeting!

Most of the nobles came.

Merchants also came, thousands.

Together with some swordsmen and magicians who are responsible for the safety of the venue, there are more than 3,000 people!

There was only one topic to discuss: how to deal with the hurricane-like impact of the [Polar Ice Elixir].

"What else can we do, kill everyone who sells [Polar Ice Elixir], destroy every shop that sells [Polar Ice Elixir]!!" Earl Swinkinley shouted loudly.

"However, we haven't found the [Extreme Ice Elixir] production workshop until now, and we haven't found those two people until now, how can we destroy it?"

"Then keep looking, let more people look for it, dig three feet into the ground and find it!"

"I've had the idea of destroying the shops that sell [Polar Ice Elixir], but it's unlikely, each of their shops is guarded by 500 Imperial soldiers, and each shop has a royal mage in charge, so we can't do it...... The royal family seems to be on their side. ”

"Royalty, damn royalty! Damn Emperor Cyril! Have you forgotten how your lover Heloise died? If Cyril, who had just ascended the throne, didn't insist on restricting our business and blocking our financial means! How could there be so many assassins at your wedding?"

"Dick's wretch, what qualifications do you have to ask us to help?"

"Yes, Cyril, you are going to oppose us again, and you want to cut off our financial routes, and I will kill you together!"

Earl Swinkinley roared!

Rumble~

Everyone in the audience was taken aback, kill the emperor?

Even the emperor wants to be killed?

"This ...... Lord Earl, can we fight His Majesty the Emperor?" someone asked in a low voice, His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, but he has countless armies in his hands.

"We have money, each of us has money, as long as each person takes out a small point, not to mention the emperor, I can kill whoever I want!"

Earl Swinkinley on the stage said with a frantic expression.

attracted a lot of approval from the audience:

"Yes, we have money!"

"Kill Cyril and change the emperor!"

"Whoever dares to stand in our way, then kill him!"

"Just support an emperor who listens to us and sucks our Manluo pollen!"

"Yes, that's it!"

“……”

In the midst of countless shouts, no one noticed that in a corner of the venue, someone held a magic tape recorder placed on the collar of his coat and recorded all the voices of everyone in the venue.

Through the transmission of magic element waves, the sounds in the venue were all transmitted clearly and unmistakably to another hidden room hundreds of miles away.

Inside a side hall of the Imperial Palace.

Listening to the voices in the radio equipment, Zhou Ming shook his head: "Interests can make people crazy, these people are already crazy." ”

Turning his head to look at the side, Zhou Ming was taken aback and asked, "Your Majesty the Emperor, what's wrong with you?"

Emperor Cyril, who has always been noble and serious, cried, and at this moment the old tears were rampant, his body kept trembling, and he muttered to himself:

"It was I who hurt you, my lover Heloise, it was my impulse that hurt you!"

"I should have known that they were not easy to mess with, and that I should have followed the advice of the minister, and should not have issued a decree restricting the cultivation of mandala flowers soon after I ascended the throne, but I-"

"I killed you!"

At this moment, Emperor Cyril not only learned the truth, but also felt endless remorse.

The impulse of his youth actually caused him to lose the love of his life...... He regretted it.

But......

Along with regret comes endless hatred and monstrous anger!

Hearing the crazy shouts of the group of people on the radio, Emperor Cyril's eyes were instantly filled with madness!

"You despicable bastards, you want to kill me?"

"Okay, okay! Look who's killing whom, see who's killing whom!"

"My love, Heloise, today I will avenge you!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ming on the side asked, "Your Majesty, do you mean that our anti-drug plan can start to close the net?"

"Close the net now!"

Emperor Cyril said.

"Good!"

Zhou Ming nodded, picked up a headset on the command platform, and said to the headset: "The anti-virus plan has entered the second stage, collect the net, start to collect the net!"

"Yes!"

A striking voice came from across the headset.

……

"Kill the Emperor, we are the masters of this empire!"

In this large castle, the Earl of Svenkingley was still shouting loudly.

Rumble!

There was a huge explosion, which suddenly exploded outside the venue, and the huge castle shook.

Bang bang bang ~

Outside the castle, there was a sudden bright light, and hundreds of [Great Lighting Techniques] illuminated the castle as if it were day.

This was followed by a large magical shield, which was successfully released almost simultaneously, enveloping the entire castle and preventing a single person from escaping.

"Royal Mage Regiment! Legendary mages, all legendary mages, we are surrounded!"

Inside the venue, someone screamed in horror.

Earl Swakingley was also startled, and when he saw countless large fireballs outside the window, carrying a high temperature of four or five thousand degrees, he turned pale when he came straight to the venue.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Denser explosions rang out.

A cold voice said:

"Your Majesty has an order, all the people in this castle will be killed!

"Necromancer, please pay attention, collect all the souls of the dead, and not one of them shall be missed!"

"Yes!"

In the sound of unanimous answers, the mages kept moving, and countless high-temperature fireballs blasted this castle containing endless sins into slag and powder.

This war, which belongs to the side of justice, took the initiative to provoke.