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The guards were only a standard sword, and it was certainly a fine sword, made of the finest steel, and forged so sharp that it would not have been the sword of the King's Sword. Now the sword was shining brightest since it was baked, the flames erupting from the inside out, the sword burning with flames, and the flames were deep. The Burning Sword was blazing white at its core, then transitioned to a light yellow in the middle, and then an orange-red on the periphery. The flames on the sword are like snakes and dragons, and the weather is fierce, like the tail of a comet crossing the sky in summer, stabbing towards the key position of Targario's vest!

The Emperor's cloak spontaneously ignited without fire, and with the direction of the sword as the origin, a circle of flames burned and spread.

Targario's mind flashed.

The thunderous fury in Fren's hands, the quietly lurking Rebian, and the mysterious guardian who suddenly renegade at this moment, all of this is strung together at this moment. Targario finally knew that all this foreshadowing was just for the sword in front of him!

He turned, facing the flaming sword that had turned into a slash at his chest.

Rebian's pupils contracted, and black dark fire, deep purple lightning, indigo frost, and turquoise mist surged behind him, and they mixed together to form a chaotic storm of source power. The storm propelled Rebian towards Targario, and the Overseer's two daggers dragged the frost and lightning into flames, outlining two tense arcs that stabbed the human king in front of him from top to bottom.

Targario is the enemy on his back!

Suddenly, a roar soared into the sky, like the roar of the king of all beasts, and Targario shone through every inch of his body's skin, and the source power was full of endless domineering, and there was a sense of subduing all things. The sparks of the comet on the sword of the Mystic Guardian, the chaotic storm entangled between the two blades of Rebian, were all dimmed before the rising sun in the garden. Then the golden light soared, enveloping the figures of the three of them.

The captain of the guard, Erin, swung his sword and slashed an alien assassin away, and turned to look in the direction of the Emperor, the blinding light that made him squint. As far as his eyes could see, all he could see was a field of strange colors in front of him, and a loud sound that filled his ears with a continuous sound.

The tide of light slowly closed, and Erin could barely see the three figures.

Targario's cloak has burned out to the fire, and he is holding a broken sword in his hand, and the afterburners on the sword have disappeared. The sword snapped, and the broken part fell to the ground and was turning into molten iron. From between the fingers of the Emperor's palm, a drop of blood fell, dripping on the charcoal-like ground, and evaporated in an instant.

The ground that was originally paved with lawn is now a scorched field of hundreds of square meters. There were still red flames jumping on the scorched ground, and purple lightning flickering. Targario stood in the middle of the scorched field, standing.

With a scream, Rebian flew upside down. In mid-air, his metal arm swelled to the size of a bull's arm and exploded, sending countless pieces of burning metal flying in all directions like rain. The alien overseer slid towards a fountain a hundred meters away, tiptoeing the stone sculpture of the fountain to collapse from top to bottom, and he turned in the direction of the other palace complexes.

As soon as Rebek left, the remaining alien assassins did not dare to stay and fled one after another. But they weren't Rubic after all, and the King's Sword didn't intend to let them go, so it was another chase.

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At this time, there was a faint howling sound outside the garden, and several powerful qi machines rolled in, as if several strong men sitting in the palace were rushing over.

Targario and the mysterious guardian looked at each other, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely strange. Suddenly, the guard turned around and flew by, but the route he had left was towards the Triumphal Palace. At this time, Alan happened to run out of the back door of the Triumphal Palace, and after a few turns to the collapsed corridor, he saw a man dressed as the King's Sword guard. That person's popularity is huge, and there is a hidden heat and flame, which is not the strength that an ordinary guard can have. Allen's body lit up with flame lines, but at this moment, Targario shouted: "Don't stop him!" ”

Since the Great Emperor spoke, how dare Alan stop him, he could only collect his origin power and retreat sideways. The man swept past him, and when he turned his head, the two blue eyes on his helmet contained too much meaning. After a glance, he changed course again, bypassing the Triumphal Palace and crashing into a small forest, where he was gone.

Eren came to his senses and came to Targario's side and bowed half-kneeling. Suddenly, two figures jumped in from behind the palace on the east and west sides, rushed to the scorched garden, and when they saw Targario kneeling down, they shouted in unison: "I'm late, please forgive your majesty!" Alan looked at the two men, the one on his left, dressed in gilded scale armor and drooping a crimson cloak, holding a horned helmet in one hand, his head buried deep in the ground and invisible. On the right is a pale blue armor with silver lines depicting ice and snow crystals, two short silver-gray cloaks hanging from behind the shoulder armor, and two long knives crossed behind the back. This man is younger, but he is about thirty years old.

The qi on these two people is extremely powerful, and the natural source power on the surface of their bodies is dazzling, not much inferior to Targario. Alan was secretly amazed that there was such a strong man in the palace, but he didn't know it before.

"Sharo, Lion. Get up, a lot has happened today, and I don't have the strength to punish you, so I'll leave the matter here to you, and I'll go back to King's Landing first. Targario finally let go of the hand holding the sword, and the broken sword fell to the ground and turned into ashes, and there was a deep blood groove in the emperor's palm, and the two men who knelt on the ground trembled all over, but they didn't know whether they were angry or afraid.

Targario glanced at Alan again, but said nothing, and walked away. When he walked away, the silver-armored powerhouse suddenly slammed the ground with both hands, and the scorched ground around him suddenly cracked, spewing dust and smoke several meters high from the cracks in the Dao Dao. He stood up and gritted his teeth and said, "It's a shame for me to let Your Majesty get hurt." That alien powerhouse is extremely chaotic, and it should be the Rebik of the Three Overseers. But who is the other one? ”

"I don't know, but Lien, it's my responsibility to protect Your Majesty, so your so-called shame should be put on me, right?" The middle-aged powerhouse in the golden scale armor also stood up, and only then did Eren see his appearance clearly. He has an angular face, thick eyebrows raised, and sharp eyes, full of fortitude. He hammered his chest armor hard: "Let Your Majesty be attacked, I, the commander of the personal guard, are really unqualified." ”

At this time, Julian also came from the Triumph Palace, and when he saw the two men, he said angrily: "Commander Sharo, and Commander Lien, where have you been?" It's been such a big thing, and you're just showing up at this time! ”

The silver-armored powerhouse named Lien smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, it's a long story. ”

As he left the palace, Eren found that the number of Silver Frost Guards had more than doubled compared to previous days. Of course, I think of what happened today, the leader of the Silver Frost Guard, Lyon

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It is only natural that there will be such an arrangement. In the garden, although the two commanders only mentioned a few simple words, behind those few words, there was a hint of some earth-shattering conspiracy.

It turned out that the two commanders had received orders from the emperor today and left the palace early. What is surprising is that the handwriting of the two orders named the Emperor, the two commanders of Sharo and Lien, who have served the Emperor for many years, could not recognize the handwriting of Targario, so there is no doubt at all. When they heard that the palace had been attacked by foreign assassins, they rushed back, but they delayed it for a long time.

Now that I think about it, it is clear that those two orders were forged, and the intention was to divert the two strong men in this palace so that Rebian and the mysterious guardian could create an opportunity to make a move. So what about Targario's handwriting? Who is deliberately imitating the Emperor's handwriting in order to lay the groundwork for today's action?

This man must be very close to Targario, otherwise how could he be so familiar with the Emperor's handwriting that neither of the two commanders could see the flaw. Going deeper, this man also coerced Count Fren, and the purpose of that thunderous fury was not to cause an explosion at all, but only to get Targario out of the temple, so as to step into the other party's carefully arranged killing game. But Targario was one step ahead of the curve to see through Rebec's lurking, making this perfect kill game a flaw. Otherwise, if the Emperor doesn't notice it, and when Rebek takes the initiative to attack, the mysterious guard will stab another sword at the critical moment, maybe Targario will really fall today.

The difference between this step is the difference between heaven and hell.

Alan thought about it afterwards, this killing game can be described as interlocking, if this is not a conspiracy, then what is a conspiracy?

Two days later, Julian and Alan arrived in a study in King's Landing, where Targario was flipping through a book, and Alan caught a glimpse of the words "Knight's Travels" written on the cover. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the emperor finally raised his head, still looking at the book and said: "When I was young, I liked to read this kind of travelogue the most. I often fantasize that I am a free knight and can go wherever I want. At that time, Masson used to laugh at me for being a fool's dream, saying that as long as I had the blood of the royal family in my body, I should not think of traveling freely. So sometimes I envy the Ten Sages, who are much freer than me. ”

"Father, your body?" Julian asked in a low voice.

Targario put down the book, raised his head and said indifferently: "Rebecce's two knives didn't kill me, but asked me to unscrew one of his arms." However, the monster will soon equip itself with a new arm, and it will just take time to get used to it. ”

"It wasn't just one Rabian who attacked you that day."

"That's right, I thought about it for two days, but I decided to tell you who that person is."

At this time, the door of the study was pushed open, and the two commanders, Prime Minister Nebott, Sharo, and Lyne, rushed in. They nodded lightly when they saw Julian and Allen, said hello, and saluted Targario together. The emperor waved his hand, so that they did not have to be restrained, and then his eyes seemed to fall on some distant place, looking a little dazed. Targario has always been an energetic and focused person, and there are few times when he loses his mind as he does now.

Nebot coughed lightly, and the Emperor's eyes refocused, his gaze swept over everyone in the study, and said in a heavy tone: "Here I want to inform you that there is another person who attacked me that day in addition to the Grand Overseer of the Shadow Duchy, Rebek. ”

"Sword Lord, Marson!"

The atmosphere in the study suddenly froze.

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