The glorious streets, the sound of fighting and explosions, are endless.

Catalolo was covered in blood with his sword in hand, and rushed into the crowd, slashing at the Praetorian Guard soldiers who came in, sweating and panting heavily.

A general of the Third Praetorian Guard came to Catalolo's side and cried, "My lord, we can't hold it!!! Withdraw!!Leave some seeds for the Third Praetorian Legion! We really can't go on like this!"

The Third Praetorian Guard Legion was originally much inferior to the First Praetorian Guard Legion in terms of strength, and was supported by a magic brigade left by Louie, which barely suppressed the First Praetorian Guard Legion.

At this moment, the 2nd Praetorian Legion, led by Commander Siso, launched an attack on the 3rd Praetorian Legion from the flank.

The First Praetorian Guard also launched a desperate attack, and under the desperate attack of the two Janissary Legions, the Third Praetorian Guard finally began to collapse, and the commander of Catalolo had to personally come forward to kill the enemy in an attempt to stabilize the battle line.

Catalolo shouted sharply: "No, resist me!!Even if we die, we must be nailed to this place! We have no way out, once Your Highness fails, we will all be beaten into a chaotic party, where is there any Third Praetorian Guard! You, immediately give me the command of the army." You're dead, I'll fill it in!This is our last chance, even if we surrender, the final outcome is death!!"

"Yes!!Your Excellency!!"

When the general of the Third Praetorian Guard Regiment heard this, he was desperate in his heart, but he also gritted his teeth, roared loudly, shook his body, and swept towards the front line.

As soon as the general of the Third Praetorian Guard Legion, who had the cultivation of an eighth-order warrior, rushed into the front line, and after killing five or six enemies, a great sword slashed at the general of the Third Praetorian Guard Legion like a meteor, and the general of the Third Praetorian Guard Legion was cut in two with a single sword.

Countless soldiers of the red-eyed First and Second Praetorian Legions poured towards this side like a tidal wave.

"It's not good!withdraw!!!Let's avoid the edge for a while!!" The group of magicians led by Magister Bakas saw the warriors surging like a tide, their faces changed slightly, and they said in a deep voice.

Streams of magical light shrouded the Bakas mage's body, causing them to disappear directly.

"Withdraw!"

Magicians are powerful and respectable beings. Even if the coup fails this time, those magicians can flee the Holy City and go into exile elsewhere, becoming guests of other forces.

No magician is willing to fight to the death for the third prince, Sal.

They all chose to temporarily support the third prince Sal because of Louis's order, and if the matter came to this, they would not do their best for the third prince Sal!

The mages of the First and Second Praetorian Guards did not organize their fellow soldiers to escape.

If they try their best to cast their magic, it may be possible to leave each other behind. But the other party's counterattack will also make you worry about your life......

"Withdraw!!"

Catalolo glanced around, saw that there were only a hundred or so of his own soldiers left, sighed, and gave the order to retreat.

The more than 100 soldiers immediately escorted Catalolo into the distance.

The Praetorian Guards of the 1st and 2nd Praetorian Guards rushed through the glorious streets and marched in the direction of the Victory Palace.

Among the countless Praetorian Guard soldiers, Tracha did not have the slightest look of joy on his face, and looked into the distance, his eyes full of worry.

Sisozema and Tracha walked together, looking at the tall imperial city of the Victory Palace from afar, and their eyes flashed with complexity.

Tracha said lightly: "Siso, I didn't expect that you would be a person from Her Royal Highness the Empress. This is something I didn't expect, otherwise I would have died a long time ago in this battle......"

Sisoka came back to his senses and said lightly: "Tracha, I didn't expect you to be Her Royal Highness the Empress's person! Or, Her Royal Highness the Empress has hidden a lot of things from His Royal Highness the Emperor!"

Tracha sighed slowly with a complicated gaze: "I just think that His Royal Highness the Great Prince Andre is the most suitable to become the master of this empire. ”

The eldest prince Salo is brave and resourceful, with extremely strong military talents, and is also the object of the support of many bigwigs in the military of the Human Empire.

He did nothing in politics, which is also what most of the great nobles like to see, so the vast majority of the great nobles will choose to support the Grand Prince Salo and support Her Royal Highness......

Sisoka suddenly let out a long sigh, and a gloomy color flashed in his eyes: "I also hope that His Royal Highness the Great Prince Salo can become the master of this empire." Unfortunately, we're late!!I just don't know what's next?Alas!"

The First and Second Praetorian Guards finally came to the Victory Palace, but in front of the Glory Gate of the Victory Palace, the gate was locked, and there was no trace of a battle.

At the same time, on the city wall, more than 50 giant catapults and more than 100 magic heavy ~ crossbows that can shoot and hurt even dragons are also in place......

Above the Gate of Glory, four thousand soldiers of the Royal Guards stood in order, and those Guards soldiers looked down on the soldiers of the First and Second Praetorian Guards.

The soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Praetorian Guards Corps went into battle lightly and did not carry siege equipment at all. Moreover, the magician's magic was almost completely ineffective against the Victory Palace, except for a few eighth-order warriors and legendary Sword Saint-level powerhouses, they had no means to open the glory gate at all.

At this moment, among the countless guards, the third prince Sal walked to the top of the glory gate, overlooking the countless soldiers of the first and second Praetorian Guard regiments below, his eyes flashed with happiness, and he said in a majestic and cold voice: "Tracha, Siso, you two came to the Victory Palace without an edict, do you want to rebel? You must know that now I am the only heir of the Human Empire! Why don't you quickly dismount and surrender to me, maybe I can spare your life!"

Tracha looked up at the third prince Sal on the city wall, and said slowly: "Your Royal Highness the third prince Sal, we are ordered by Her Royal Highness the Empress to guard the palace. There is no intention of rebellion! Please let us in and meet Her Royal Highness. ”

The third prince, Sal, shouted sharply: "Shut up, you rebels, you dare to besiege the imperial allies. Obviously, all of them are traitors who assassinated His Majesty the Emperor, so don't you quickly drop your weapons, surrender on your knees, and wait for your fate!"

The cold glint in Hisoka's eyes flashed, and he quietly made a gesture, and the killing intent leaked.

A sharpshooter in the Second Praetorian Guard Legion, with the cultivation of a seventh-order warrior, will receive a bow and arrow, urge the fighting spirit, and shoot an arrow towards the third prince Sal.

An arrow shrouded in red fighting energy shot directly towards the third prince Sal like a meteor, locking his heart.

A long sword containing thunder struck the arrow at once, directly shattering the arrow.

"Damn, you rebels, all of them deserve to die!!"

The third prince's face changed greatly, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he took out a divine seal about ten centimeters in diameter and engraved with countless mystical magic inscriptions.

That divine seal is a treasure given by the gods to the royal family to control the Victory Palace, only the bloodline of the royal family can be used, and it cannot be taken out of the Victory Palace.

As soon as that divine seal appeared, one after another brilliant light spread out from the divine seal, enveloping the Victory Palace.

The entire Victory Palace suddenly bloomed with an incomparably brilliant light, as if a peerless beast slowly woke up, and a terrifying coercion beyond mortals was shrouded in a radius of ten miles from the Victory Palace, and everyone felt a little out of breath under this coercion.

"This is the terrifying coercion that surpasses the epic-level powerhouse, and the power contained in this Victory Palace is indeed above the demigods, involving the realm of the gods. Fortunately, I chose to let the third prince rush into the palace first, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Louie's face changed slightly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes, under the pressure of this terrifying force, the elemental power of this area has been completely locked and fallen into the control of the Victory Palace.

With the elemental power locked, the only magic that Louis could use was his Tree of Eternity.

If the elemental power is locked, or if the elemental power is thin, it is an absolute nightmare for the mage.

The elemental power is locked, and many powerful spells cannot be cast. And the power of the elements is thin, and the magic power will be much reduced......

The so-called forbidden demon realm is that the elemental power is expelled or locked by a powerful force, so that the magician cannot use the power of the elemental power at all, so that he cannot perform all kinds of magic. In that forbidden realm, a legendary mage may not be as powerful as a high-ranking warrior.

In the midst of that terrifying coercion, countless points of light poured out from the Victory Palace, condensing in the air, forming a powerful existence with a body length of up to ten meters, shining with golden light, and looking exactly like the Emperor I.

As soon as Tracha saw the existence that was exactly the same as the statue of Emperor I, his heart was full of shock, and he knelt on the ground and begged loudly: "Your Highness, please calm your anger, we have descended!

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the third prince, Sal, and a cruel smile appeared: "It's too late now, I've already given you a chance." Since you don't want to surrender to me, then you all have to die! Anyway, you've already waved your butcher's knives at me, and I can't trust you!"

The Emperor I, who was above the Victory Palace, looked down like a god on the two Praetorian Legion soldiers below, and waved the lightsafer in his hand.

In an instant, an almost endless rain of lightsabers shot out from the long sword of the Emperor I, and it rained like raindrops towards the soldiers of the two Praetorian Guard Legions.

Blood rained down, and in the midst of that terrible scream, a soldier of the Praetorian Guard was pierced by the light rain, and then turned into a dried corpse, all life and soul were absorbed by the lightsaber.