Volume 2 Chapter 22 The Beginning of Tyranny
Although the time and space are different, it is not surprising that the development of civilizations is always surprisingly similar, and there are no similarities but there are always some traces of the same, because the fundamental source is that their rulers are all human. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although the materials available to people in this world are very poor, they are often catalyzed by people, and they are not right under the majesty of the feudal emperors, and they don't know where to get the materials. Build this gate for a magnificent palace.
Countless Imperial soldiers, dressed in the same arms as the elite soldiers who had appeared before, constantly patrolled the surroundings of the palace. One team misses the other, and the pace is neat. He was dressed in uniformly made black armor, on which a blue-faced fanged beast was depicted, and each Imperial soldier wore a cyan mask on his face. It looks indescribably weird.
And the main entrance of the huge palace set up two huge stone carvings, very peculiar is also carved with the prototype of the beast, I can't tell what it looks like a tiger body dragon head, and a pair of wings are carved behind it.
Of course, for this empire, he is very familiar with this stone statue, the guardian beast of the royal family. Of course, it is a guardian for the royal family, and it is naturally a deterrent for the people at the bottom.
One of the Empire's most elite minions is proud of the beast's totem, and of course it is notorious in this country. Almost when I saw this group of minions, I trembled with fright.
And the armor depicted on the armor of these masked palace guards is another fierce beast with a blue face and fangs, and it seems that the style of this empire can be glimpsed from it, and it will definitely not be much better.
And along the thick huge palace gate, it stretched all the way in. Through countless patrols and traps, yes, this palace has countless traps. It doesn't seem to be as quiet as it seems.
In a large hall that looks like glazed tiles, it seems surprisingly calm today, and not much sound comes from inside. If you change it to the usual time, it should be an early dynasty, and there should still be some movement.
I saw it inside the splendid palace. Two rows of people knelt on the ground in an orderly manner. And in front of him knelt a gorgeously dressed old man. There were broken white jade shavings scattered everywhere on the ground, and almost all the courtiers lowered their heads and did not dare to look up at the man sitting on the scarlet throne.
The atmosphere seemed to freeze to the extreme, but no one was willing to open their mouths to break the atmosphere, and the man sitting on the throne looked at the trembling ministers below the steps with cold eyes with a blank expression.
It doesn't seem to mean to speak.
And the gorgeous old man kneeling in front of him was already sweating profusely, and the sweat slid down his pale face and dripped on the dark jade bricks.
As time passed, it seemed that no one really wanted to speak.
Just as the man sitting on the throne leaned forward slightly as his seemingly impatient body leaned forward, ready to get up.
I saw a piercing voice like a rooster's crow.
"The national teacher has arrived..."
I saw the imperial soldiers, servants, and maids standing straight on both sides of the front of the hall. Suddenly, they all knelt down.
"Greetings, Master ććććć National Teacher"
The voice was neat and there was a hint of crazy adoration in his tone.
And the man sitting on the throne at this time, if anyone dares to look directly at his face, he will definitely be able to capture that moment's expression, full of contradictions, but he will soon not be able to find the slightest trace.
I saw a man dressed in a black and white robe with a black and white yin and yang mask on his face.
From the entrance of the main hall, step by step into the hall.
And the old man kneeling in front of him, his whole miserable white face, his blue and white expressions were staggered, as if he was doing some kind of psychological struggle. I saw him gritting his teeth secretly.
It seems to be a cross of the heart.
"Your Majesty, Weichen has something to say."
Suddenly, all the courtiers' eyes were focused on the old man.
Even the man on the throne rarely showed a meaningful smile and stared at the old man kneeling below.
I don't know why the ministers below saw the smile of the king on the throne, and they seemed to feel a little colder.
I couldn't help but shudder in my heart.
It was obvious that the old man also felt the cold gaze, but he did not give up in the slightest.
"Oh, you still have something to say. Let's talk about it. ā
Very bland words, and not the imaginary storm.
But these words smashed into the old man's heart like a thousand-ton boulder.
His face seemed even paler, and to be honest, he had served this emperor for more than twenty years.
If you had to describe it, you really couldn't find any words of praise to describe this king.
Moody, absurd, bloodthirsty, and full of the breath of a ferocious beast.
There is hardly any aspect to be found that can be appreciated for him.
Except, of course, the war
In this regard, I have to admit that it is indeed a rare genius.
With a fanatical obsession with war, the Empire will not be the first few Traces of Realms in the World Alliance to take over the city.
It was almost taken by force, and the blood stained almost the entire huge city of fangs.
Nothing is appropriate to describe the city.
It's a cemetery.
A city built on a graveyard of blood and countless bones.
Almost the moment I heard the king's words.
Oro Darkness could have almost foreseen his fate, as filthy as his relatives who had fallen in mass graves
Rats eat their carcasses.
I may be about to enter its fate.
But he was not reconciled, how could he give up so easily.
Dark, the surname is as literal as it looks. That's right, it's the royal family name of the Assassination Empire.
And this old man is one of the few older royal relatives of the man on the throne who is still alive.
As for the rest?
Needless to say, most of it was digested in the belly of the beast.
The remaining royal relatives. Naturally, they spend their days in fear.
Of course, due to the bloated royal family, there are actually quite a few left. It's just that there are almost no real power left.
It's unfortunate that this old man on the field is one of the few people with real power.
But it seems that there is no escape today.
Even the old guys who pursued the policy of the turtle.
At the moment when he can't get rid of real power.
Maybe you should have the consciousness of today's scene.
It's just that it seems that he is not reconciled.