Seeing the pharaoh lying on the ground, his life and death unknown, Prince Sethria cried out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Prince Sethria suddenly appeared in the main hall, and everyone including Cleopatra's henchmen was stunned.

Prince Seslia was worthy of being the one who would inherit the position of pharaoh in the future, and he reacted quickly, holding back tears, and shouted: "Guard!"

Pharaoh's personal guard officer reacted immediately, drew his sword and swung it twice, and the guards outside the temple ran in quickly.

"Can these guards be trusted?" I asked in a low voice.

"These are all Pharaoh's personal guards, and there is no question of their loyalty. Prince Seyslia replied in the affirmative.

The guards entered, and Cleopatra's henchmen could no longer pretend, and they panicked and turned their weapons at Prince Sethlia and all the guards.

"Do you want to rebel?" Prince Seyslia asked coldly with a gloomy face.

The leader of Cleopatra's henchmen, Visil of the Banayanu Kingdom, according to our Chinese parlance, the country's prime minister, Katana, stood up and said righteously: "Everyone present has the possibility of poisoning, and we are all thinking about the Pharaoh." ”

"For the Pharaoh's sake, you should find a healer for Pharaoh at once, instead of going toe-to-toe with Prince Sethria and his guards here. I imitated the voice of the priest.

The priest didn't speak, he knew it himself, but others didn't know, and everyone looked at the priest.

The priest opened his mouth slightly, and just as he wanted to explain, I said in his voice again: "This group of people with weapons led by Katana is the real rebel, and they all have butterfly patterns on their bodies, you can come forward and take a look if you don't believe it." ”

The priest did not speak, but his voice sounded over the main hall.

The gods then showed us the way through the mouth of the priest. Someone exclaimed.

"Katana really has a butterfly pattern on it!" Someone exclaimed.

"Kaya also has -----"

"Hutaraa also has -----"

Exclamations came and went, and in a few moments everyone believed me.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you want to harm Pharaoh?" General Tucker asked in a deep voice.

General Tucker had been fighting with the Pharaoh since he was in his twenties, and was a brother-like figure to the Pharaoh who had been raised by the Pharaoh from birth to death, and he was loyal to the Pharaoh, and he was eager to flay the Katana henchmen alive for their murder.

"The old man is in declining health, and he has been obsessed with women for a long time, and if our country is led by him, sooner or later it will go into decay, and we are just doing the right thing for heaven now. Prime Minister Katana replied righteously.

"Don't say it so high-sounding, you were tempted by little Lolita Cleopatra and joined the cult in a vain attempt to help the evil monk Halsman usurp power and seize the throne!" Once again, the priest's voice rang out over the main hall.

"No----- it's not, Halsman is not an evil monk, and Hassen is not a cult, they represent the gods and are the messengers of the gods!" Prime Minister Katana argued.

"He's not a cult, and the Husson cult isn't a cult, that's probably the funniest joke I've ever heard. I chuckled.

"If it's not -----, it's not -----," Katana insisted.

"Hearing is belief, seeing is believing, and I will show you what you think the Divine Messenger is like now. ”

With a wave of my hand, I set up a projection on a smooth wall of the palace, and Halsmann and Cleopatra were engaged in a hearty and fierce battle back and forth.

The battle scene was full of variety, and everyone present forgot about the poisoned pharaoh, except for Serena who sat there looking frightened, trying to escape without daring to move.

But the princess of Nurtan took advantage of the chaos to bend down and make a gesture to help the pharaoh up, and Prince Sesliya, who was always paying attention to the two of them, waved her hand away and said sharply, "Don't move!"

While Katana and his party watched the battle between Halsmann and Cleopatra, the guards surrounded them.

"Seize their weapons, and put them in a water prison first. Prince Sethriya said with a wave of his hand.

"No need, let them watch it for a while, they are about to follow them to the eighteenth layer of hell with Cleopatra and the evil monk, let them take a good look. The priest's voice rang again in the ears of the people.

"This is the instructions of the gods, and you must listen to them. Everyone waited respectfully, looking at Katana with pity in their eyes.

"If you die, we won't die!" Katana said with a hideous face.

At this moment, after a long period of intense exercise, the medicinal effect of the Broken Intestine Grass finally kicked in.

The two of them made one last indescribable movement, and then suddenly bled and lay in a pool of blood.

"No------ it's impossible, the queen can't just die like this, this must be fake!" Prime Minister Katana was a loyal fan of the queen, he could accept Cleopatra's intimacy with Halsmann, but he couldn't accept her death, he screamed, screamed, ran two steps in the direction of the projection wall, a trace of red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing Halsmann dead, Cleopatra dead, Prime Minister Katana dead. Cleopatra's henchmen suddenly began to scurry around like headless flies, trying in vain to get rid of this inexplicable threat of death.

There are some things that you can't spit out after eating, and now the regret is over, this poison is provided by Cleopatra, and their death is not a loss. It didn't take long for Cleopatra's henchmen to fall to the ground one after another, bleeding to death through seven holes.

"God is visibly spirited!" Someone exclaimed.

The worship of the gods reached an unprecedented frenzy, and they knelt on the ground, their eyes shining with a scorching fire. Longing for the favor of the gods.

"Isn't it the Pharaoh that you should be most concerned about right now?" And I spoke in the voice of the priest.

I talked a little too much, and Prince Sethriya, who was not far away, finally realized my abnormality, and he quietly moved to my side and whispered, "Is that you?"

I nodded slightly: "Now is a good time for you to stand up." I'll talk about it later. ”

Prince Sethria was a clever child, and he immediately bent down and reached out to Pharaoh's chest, and touched it, and his heart was still beating, but it was slightly absent, and it was beating very slowly, and then he tried Pharaoh's snort again, and his breathing was so weak that he could hardly feel it.

"Medic! Prince Seyslia shouted a few times.

"The medical officer is dead, and he is dead with Prime Minister Katana!" Someone whispered in the crowd.

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This news was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the pharaoh, who was waiting for his life.