His Majesty the Emperor killed the Empress with magic and began to set up the Red Lotus Burning Pillar at the stake in the Imperial Palace.

The news came out of the palace and was quickly known by all the residents of Tawu Port City, but it did not cause much trouble. According to information gathered by the intelligence chief, people are more concerned about how much money they can earn this week and next. The strife in the royal family, as long as it does not affect the policies that are closely related to these people, will only be their after-dinner conversation. And compared to how Her Majesty the Queen died, they are more concerned about when the next Queen will be elected.

"Who would be the next queen?" Feige asked directly, tossing Maxes' report aside.

"Your Majesty, this ...... I really can't answer that. Maxes tugged at his hair as if it were the most important enemy in his life, as if he could get the answer by pulling it off. "Perhaps, with the current situation in the Empire, you can choose whoever you like...... Well, there's a saying that it's Thunder White. ”

"! She's the worst choice, and no one in this world is better than her. I'd rather go find another Goddess Fragment than let Thunder White approach the Iron Throne. Feige shook his head and said, "It's one thing to let her run the Magic Workshop, it's another to be queen. The Power of Prophecy...... Or that the power of fate will come unexpectedly, and the next time it may not be the queen who will die, but the emperor. ”

"Your Majesty, please don't say that, you are the most powerful in this world, even fate should bow to you. ”

"It's easy to say. Fei Qi waved his hand and said, "Okay, continue to monitor Thunder White and tell me her news." There is Koktar the Phantom Serpent, but I still have a lot of things to do, and I can't keep an eye on her. ”

"I'm going to do my best. Maxes got up and took his leave. He kept a serious and calm expression until he returned to his residence before he slowly took a deep breath to relax his nervous mood.

The Empress was burned to death by His Majesty the Emperor's spell, and had no ability to resist at all, and anyone who witnessed it had all experienced a baptism of horror, and Maxes was no exception. During a Blood Meteor event, Her Majesty used her gaze ability to stop the Terrasqui Behemoth, forcing it to abandon the city. Although this is not comparable to Feige's later record of single-handedly solving the giant beast, the queen's strength has surpassed that of ordinary people, and it is an existence that Mercers must look up to.

But she's nothing more than a spell, a firing line in front of Feige.

"How strong is Your Majesty?" Maisers had thought about it before, and then thought it didn't matter, but now the situation had changed. If the emperor can kill the empress, then he can kill any courtier at any time, and no one can restrain him.

The emperor needs checks, just like any other ruler. There are many things that can restrain rulers: ministers, gods, and men. But none of this seems to have any binding effect on Feige at the moment. Maithers had to consider a possibility: if the unrestrained emperor galloped like a wild horse, would he watch the imperial carriage fall off the cliff with him?

"Everything is fine with the empire now, better than any other country before, why am I so pessimistic? Maybe the cause of the queen's death is just a simple parent, not a ......" Maxes tried to convince himself, but he immediately realized that it was impossible. So, his thoughts turned to Thunder White.

His previous investigation had basically determined that Thunder White had a special identity, but there has been no conclusive evidence. If Thunder White is really the reincarnation of a goddess, if she really has the fate to replace Feige as the new emperor, then strangling her shouldn't be the most urgent choice. "I really should pay more attention to Thunder White to make sure she can't oppose the Emperor. Destiny...... She should have waited at least until the turning point of her fate came. ”

The intelligence chief likes to guide actions based on facts rather than speculation, and he immediately sets out to find Thunder White. The ostensible reason is ready-made, His Majesty the Emperor asked Lei Tingbai to investigate Xia Ni and take care of Beni, and this overlaps with the work of the intelligence director, he can ask Lei Tingbai if he needs manpower. At the same time, he wanted to ask Thunder White about the "other goddess fragments". Today, His Majesty the Emperor said this word, which can be used to test her. If she knows, it means that she is deeply involved in it, then more than eighty percent of the possibilities are the reincarnation of the goddess. Maxes felt that he and Thunder White were not so familiar and trusted each other, and it was not enough to ask her directly about the reincarnation of the goddess.

Even as a preventive measure that may not be used, befriending Thunder White and helping her survive the "turning point of fate". If His Majesty the Emperor asks, he can also explain it by "watch and take precautions".

Seeing Messers in action, Feige withdrew the phantom snake Koktar from him. Phantom Snake has been busy lately, because Feige wants to know what the citizens of Port Tawu think, what those ministers think, and even more so the thoughts of a few key people, such as Maxes and Thunder White.

Everything went well, except for Shani. Fitch dropped the spell book on his desk and left the study, heading back to the empty bedroom. Now that there is no Shani, let the big bed be empty, anyway, a devil can not sleep at all. He opened the closet, found a white cloak from inside, and wrapped it around his body. Many of his clothes were hand-sewn by Shani, and wearing this cloak would make him feel warmer.

Sam was napping in the hallway outside the house, his head little by little in his sleep, and it looked like his neck hurt. Feige wanted to wake him up, but remembering the very nervous and insincere face he had put on his rest during the day, he gave up on the plan. Although Sam is still able to do his assigned tasks very well, since the incident with Shanny, he has been a servant and no longer a close family member.

So Fitch cast an aura rope spell to pull Sam's head back, using a gentle stretch to help hold him in place, so that he would not be troubled by cervical spine problems early. Afterwards, Feige walked alone towards the throne room, covering himself with invisibility to avoid being seen by the servants and guards who were still working.

The throne room was empty late at night, and darkness enveloped it, but that didn't affect Feige's vision. He paused in front of the pit in front of the throne that had been burned by the entropy extinguishing blow, and stared for a long time. No matter what kind of vision he used, no matter how far he detached himself from the parallel world, there was no trace of Xia Ni here.

A shallow gasp pulled him out of the silence. Feige squinted and looked ahead, then snapped his fingers, pulling the owner out of invisibility. Malygos, a golden dragon already the size of a baby elephant, was crawling on the ground, completely lacking the momentum of a dragon, but like a sneaky cat. It blinked, and at the same time saw that Fitch, who had understood the invisibility, turned its head and was about to slip away.

"What to run, does it work?"

The golden dragon licked his lips and had to turn back and lie down in front of Feiqi, his head resting on the floor. "What are you doing here, do you want to see this pit?"

"Did Dad come to see Mom too?"

"I'm here to make sure no one can see her. Feige sighed and reached out to touch the top of the dragon's head. "You're shaking...... Are you scared? You're scared of me. ”

"It's a little. Dad's magic is too strong, and Mom can't stand it, so I'll be afraid. Actually, if you're angry, you can send your mother to the Great Lake, so you don't have to see her...... There is no need to kill her. ”

"Don't mention the Great Lakes to anyone again. Feige placed his finger in front of the golden dragon's eyes, and the black, white, and gray light shone on his fingertips. At this moment, the scales of the golden dragon's whole body stood up, and it pouted its ass and raised its tail, so that its head was lower. For the first time, the golden dragon understood what it was like to be close to death.

Feige withdrew his finger, the pressure of the spell disappeared, and the golden dragon was so frightened that two tears were left. "If you want to see it here, then look at it. If you don't want to be here, then it's in the palace. You can play or study if you want, but you are not allowed to leave. ”

"Yes, Dad. Jin Long nodded, and added to himself: "I'll study hard and don't say anything." ”

Feige patted it on the neck, wrapped the cloak tighter, and left the throne room. He faintly heard the golden dragon sobbing quietly, which made him want to cry too, but such an action was not good for his own plans, and he could only clench his fist tightly and hide it under his cloak.

On the hill behind the palace, the Tower of Dreadmon was quietly hidden in the mountain, and Feige wanted to hide in it. The construction of the road to this place has been stopped, only the drainage ditch is still under construction, and there will be no one to work here at night. Feige flies in front of the tower, and the wall automatically cracks open for him to enter.

The entire magic tower was in working condition all the time, and the low humming sound was the background noise here, which sounded hypnotic. Feige flew all the way to the core of the tower, waving his hand to remove the illusion camouflage here. The sofa, the coffee table, the relaxing books, and the delicious fruit snacks disappeared, and six crystal cones that converged from the bottom up and in the center appeared in front of him.

These six crystals are all soul crystals, and they are also divine crystals, but there is no divine power in them. The devils of hell collect souls, and the angels and gods of heaven are actually doing similar things. For a long time, the creators of the Second World and the knights of war have also oppressed the souls of the local inhabitants and harvested their faith.

Feige was doing the same thing, but he wasn't greedy, not all kinds of soul belief powers were collecting. Only the soul power that wants the two worlds to live in peace, and only the soul power that wants the inhabitants of the two worlds to stop fighting and enter harmony is what he needs most, and the second is the idea that he does not want the two worlds to die together. He used the dual abilities of the Hell Lord and the Magician to create empty soul crystals, shrouded the Yongli Continent with the "Divine View Great Prophecy Technique", shrouded the Second World with the "Demon View Great Prophecy Technique", shrouded the Sunset Mountain Range with ten magic towers, and intercepted the faith of the goddess God Kingdom with the Dread Demon Tower, and continuously collected soul power and stored it in these crystals.

Only when the six crystals here are full can Feige have the power to stop the collision of the two worlds.

Persuasion alone, like the Church of the Goddess of Truth and Thunder, may be able to gather enough soul power in another sixty or seventy years, but it will be too late. Feige had no other way but this dangerous path to try. He carefully examined the magic tower's magic circle to make sure that the crystal was in a safe state, and then used a spell to hide the entire system, just as he hid his emotions. The Emperor leaned against the icy wall and slowly slid down, the Tower of Dreads protruding a chair from the ground to catch him. At this moment, Feige suddenly felt startled, straightened up again, and took a deep breath.

"Okay, sooner or later. Feige carefully untied the straps of his cloak and placed it on the chair that the Tower of Dreadmon had just conjured. "Ship this garment downstairs to the concierge and put it away, then go into full defense and wait for me to come back. ”

The magic tower roared twice, indicating that he would do so, and then opened the gate to send Feige out. With a wave of his hand, Feige conjured up a note that read, "I'm in a meditation retreat, let Eddie and Goode discuss getting the day-to-day things sorted out, and I'll be back soon." ”

The note fluttered in the wind and would be delivered to Sam and stuffed into his palm. After doing this, Feige used his fingertips to cut a spatial crack and walked inside.

On the other side of the spatial passage is the seventh floor of hell, the throne hall of Feiqi's closed territory, where the body of the Deep Hell Purgatory and his other half of the soul are dormant. The old man was very surprised by Feiqi's sudden appearance, and hurriedly asked him why he came.

"You really didn't feel the slightest feeling, it seems that my judgment of you was correct......" Feiqi walked towards the Deep Hell Purgatory Body, reached out and touched it, and fused into it. Then, the Hellpurgatory said in a majestic and evil voice, "This half of your soul is the unimportant half of the mage gods. ”

"What do you mean by that?" the old man still didn't understand. "Is there any important or unimportant thing about the severed soul?"

Feige nodded, but didn't say anything more. He left the throne and moved his body to the crystal room next door. He placed his hand on the crystal, instantly draining the energy stored inside. The crystal, as bleak as Feige's first visit to Hell, was as empty as death.

He went to the other side again, before the turbulence of space. The real space turbulence had been solved by him, and now it was just a replica souvenir. It wasn't of much use, just a thought, just an ornament, but Feige reached out and put it away.

"Open the door!" Feige ordered as the Devil Lord, and the ground cracked, and the outward passage of the throne hall reappeared. He walked out slowly, and saw a few bad demons and little devils who were "scavenging" in his empty territory. For these raiders in the legal sense of hell, it should be killed, but Feige is not angry. He walked through the castle, which had begun to decay and damage, and came to the ruins outside, where he chose a place to stand by a fallen beam. In front of him is a gentle slope where you can look down on the whole picture.

The smell of hot gray air blows in his face, and Feige closes his eyes, as if enjoying himself. After a few minutes, thousands of teleportation passages suddenly appeared under the gentle slope, large and small circles covering the ruins of hell and the lead-gray sky. From these circular passages, all sorts of demons came from all levels of hell and stood in neat and solemn formations on the opposite side of Feiqi.

At the head of the procession was a handsome man with horns, with a red face and yellow eyes, and a dark black and red gown enveloping his emaciated and tall body. He stretched out his hand forward, his fingers dry like old branches, but he suddenly sucked the old man's soul through. The old man had no ability to resist at all, and across a distance of nearly a thousand meters, he directly sent his neck into his grasp, and all that was left was the sound of rattling breathing. Asmodellus smacked at the old man's face, then said to Fitch with a wicked smile:

"Hell's army, assemble. ”