The emperor of the empire fell.

This is news that shocked the world.

People are still nostalgic for the almost invincible existence that once existed, only to suddenly realize that the brilliance of that person could no longer exist forever.

No matter how powerful a person is, there will be a day when he will fall, and His Majesty, who once relied on has fallen, who can protect this country again?

It is rumored that the eldest prince tried to set off a rebellion to seize the throne, assassinated His Majesty the Emperor, was caught by Lord Ornest, and immediately executed him.

Although it is not in accordance with the law for a courtier to kill a prince, it has nothing to do with this chaotic moment. Seeing that the general doesn't pursue Lord Ornest, who can hold him accountable?

In this chaotic moment of the alternation of thrones, the people are all in danger, don't they see that the order in the city has been chaotic? Who cares who is the emperor, no matter who he is, it is not as important as a piece of meat in his bowl or a chain on his wrist. The top priority is to hide the treasure and the female dependents, and everyone knows what those sanctimonious Imperial soldiers will do.

There are even ordinary people who pray that no matter who he is, it is good to become the emperor as soon as possible, and they don't expect him to bring any good changes to this senseless world, just ask him not to add to the chaos.

The naked eye can see the river in the city that is stained with blood and decaying corpses.

Minister Joly couldn't help but be angry when he saw the frightened looks of the people.

No matter how hypocritical a person is, he can't laugh out loud when he sees this scene.

I don't know where the souls of the river will float.

I don't know how many unjust souls are about to be born.

And the war against the empire that I don't know where it will start.

War, just a blood and flesh destroyer, no one will like it, except for the madman and the pervert.

In front of him, Jolly wondered where he was.

You know, this is the most prosperous imperial capital of the empire!

It's all ruined like this, and what will happen to those borders in the distance?

Jolly couldn't think of it, didn't want to think about it, and sighed helplessly.

"Is this still the empire that the old man fought for? So dilapidated, so unbearable? I hate it! "Jolly is on the verge of madness. This is what anyone with ideals will look like when they see their ideals shattered.

in the Royal Palace.

No one could have imagined that Bud, the great general whom people had always trusted, would sit with Earnest and drink tea.

This kind of scenario will destroy people's worldview.

"Ornest, Ben Jiang will not take care of your business this time, not only because of the rule that the generals of the Ben General's family do not interfere in internal affairs for generations, but also because of the repayment of your favor. From now on, the old man and you don't owe each other. ”

"Don't be so ruthless, General Bude. I'm very optimistic about you. Ernest smiled, but his figure was much wider than he had been three years ago. Well, it's generous, not fat.

"Ben is not in the mood to play with you with these word games. In short, we're clear. Otherwise, if I kill the prince at you, I will be able to smash you to the ground with [Adamile]! "The aura of the great general is really not to be underestimated.

"Okay, calm down, what are you doing with so much anger. It's time for you to settle down. Earnest reminded.

"Ben doesn't need you to remind you to know those measures. Don't think that Ben will not know that His Majesty's death is related to you. If you dare to endanger the Empire, Ben will never let you go! ”

With that, he drank all the tea in his cup, and General Bud got up and walked out of the door without waiting for the minister to say anything.

"Hmph, old stubborn." Earnest looked at Bud's distant figure and took a sip.

At this moment, a tall, thin man with a cross scar on his face walked in.

"Sheila, you're still so poor at the quality of your mission!" Earnest was upset.

"Dad, you can't blame me for this." Sheila felt very aggrieved, but the person in front of him was his father who respected him the most.

Those who saw his political methods and strength with their own eyes had to be impressed.

Sheila's lifelong goal is to surpass his father, but unfortunately, this may be a fantasy that will never come true.

Having an amazing dad is also a painful thing.

"You don't have to mess around with that old stubborn who has no sensitivity to politics to grab the tail!"

"I'm sorry, Dad, I let you down." Sheila admits her mistake sincerely.

"Forget it, the overall situation has been decided, even if there is a small flaw, it is not impossible." Earnest grabbed a large chicken leg and nibbled on it without any image.

Sheila breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, whoever is in front of such a powerful father will involuntarily feel three points shorter.

"But, Sheila, you've been working hard lately." Earnest's faint words made Sheila feel like a needle on her back.

"This ...... Dad, I ......" Sheila's words had begun to become incoherent under intense pressure.

"Give you a chance to prove yourself, go overseas now, temper yourself well, it's best to find a few good helpers, I hope you can give me enough help when you come back." Earnest was impatient with what he wanted of such an unsuccessful son.

"Yes, Dad, I'll get the job done this time." Shira replied with an oath.

"Take this." Ernest stopped talking nonsense and threw a disc-shaped object at Shira.

"What is this?" Shira asked.

"Emperor Gu Dimensional Phalanx [Shangri-La]. The performance of the spatial teleportation type emperor tool is also second to none among all the emperor tools. Earnest stretched lazily and continued to take a big bite of the drumstick.

"Dad, I won't live up to your hopes."

"I'm very optimistic about you, Sheila."

"Dad, just take a good look."

I will surpass my father, this is the greatest filial piety to him, Sheila thought.

On the other hand, among the imperial capitals.

The death of His Majesty the Emperor and the murder of the Grand Prince have made the gloom of the empire even more serious.

The old emperor gave birth to only 5 sons in total.

The eldest son is dead, the second son has died since he was a child, and the whereabouts of the third prince are unknown.

In other words, candidates for the throne will be produced among the four princes and the little princes.

It's a pity that the fourth prince has been evil since he was a child, and such a person will definitely become a faint king.

The little prince had just turned 8 years old and was clearly not a proper heir to the throne. The chaos of the ministers is not a topic that can be easily laughed at.

A cadre of ministers was discussing in a corner, and they didn't decide on the right person for the throne for a long time.

The most suitable third prince disappeared inexplicably, which really makes people have to wonder about the hidden meaning behind it.

When the ministers didn't know how to choose, Earnest had already helped them choose.

In a brothel in the imperial capital, the fourth prince had just enjoyed the caress of a beauty.

Lifting his pants and looking at the swollen and red skin on the beauty and the body mixed with unknown white liquid, the fourth prince smiled **.

It's a comfortable life.

The fourth prince didn't care about the succession to the throne, in his mind, no matter how it was arranged, it should not be his turn, and it was more important to enjoy this beautiful life.

Taking a deep breath of the humid and warm air of the imperial capital, I suddenly felt a chill in my body and mind.

Still, I felt some not-so-good vibes.

It smells of blood!

Although the long-term ** life has corrupted the will of the four princes, it has not deprived him of his vigilance, and the excellent bloodline of the royal family makes him have extraordinary sensitivity ability.

"Otsla, Shiriva, what's wrong with you!" The four princes were in a hurry, and the guards around them fell to the ground. This is the guarantee of his life!

Otzla struggled to say something, but was hit by a silver-white knife shadow, and several black spells spread all over his body, stirring up several pillars of blood, and he fell to the ground and could no longer move.

Hirivar had long since lost his words, and his head was waiting silently on the ground.

"Praise the gods. This feeling of dissipating human life is so wonderful, my knife is already *** unbearable. Reptiles, be frightened. My lord will mercifully grant you liberation. A figure burst into laughter.

"Who are you?" The four princes' pupils shrank, the person who came was not good, and he was going to run for his life quickly.

"The man who came to kill you." The other man replied.

"Don't be self-righteous, how can you bully the blood of the royal family!" The fourth prince was furious and drew the sword he wore on his waist.

The two men also raised their swords to meet them.

As soon as the fourth prince blocked the attack of one knife, he was scratched off by another knife and a blood stain.

"But so, this prince is still enough to deal with it." The fourth prince had a general understanding of the strength of the comer, and his confidence in himself became sufficient.

"Your arrogance is the root of your burial." One man said, as if to state the fact, "The people who were hit by [the village rain] have not survived." ”

"What, are you ......" The fourth prince finally changed color, but it was too late, and the black spell on his body quickly spread all over his body, and before he could finish speaking, it took his life.

"Stupid guy." Another man said, quite disdainful of the four princes, "so arrogant that they let the other party's weapons easily get close." ”

"No, he's got two hits." Gozzi replied, "It is a pity that a long life of affluence has made him lose his caution in battle." ”

"Anyway, we killed him. Lord Ornest is really, and it's a lot less fun for such a boring little person to bother us with gas bombs. ”

"Don't complain, go back and report to your lordship."

"What about that woman?"

The naked woman who fell to the ground showed a begging look.

"What else can I do, kill it!" There was not a shred of mercy for Gozzi.

"Good!" The man sneered, the knife in his hand fell, and the woman had just made an angry look, wanting to curse something, but she had become a skeleton.

The little prince was put on the throne of the emperor.

All thanks to Earnest.

Although the little emperor is young and naïve, he also knows gratitude.

Uncle Earnest is the best man in the world, and he's the only one who really thinks about me.

This kind of good person should be a minister.

As for the white-bearded old man Joli, he often makes trouble for his father, and he is not a good person at first glance, so he falls to the place to be a guard.

The little emperor was shocked by the idea of his genius and decided to act immediately.

The next day, at the time of the pilgrimage.

"The minister has worked hard, you don't have to worry about the whole country anymore, go to the local government to be too shou and enjoy the blessings." The little emperor waved his hand, and the matter was settled.

"Your Majesty, Your ......Minister," Jolly was about to say something more, but was carried out by two guards.

"Your Majesty!"

"Earnest has done a very good job, so let's be promoted to minister!"

"Your Majesty, no!"

"There can't be no discipline in the country!"

"The ministers are misguided by the country!"

"Who of you dares to be dissatisfied with me!" The little emperor turned up the volume.

Everyone knows that the emperor is angry.

The Son of Heaven was angry and ambushed thousands of miles, this is not a joke.

Chaozhong Qingliu immediately shut up.

"Minister, am I doing the right thing?"

"Your Majesty is wise, this is the emperor's style!" Minister Earnest raised two oily palms to wipe the tears that had been shed by his own emotion.

Needless to say, this set of rhetoric must have been instilled by him into the little emperor.

There will be an unprecedented minister in the empire, when will this dark world usher in the light of day?

When will the heavens open their long-closed eyes again and have mercy on the people of the world again?

Perhaps, never......

Perhaps, soon......

Can the flames of revolution burn out this deepest decay?