Chapter 307: The End of the World

The imperial capital of Fatil.

It's also strange to say, since the imperial capital has been surrounded by this group of troops with extremely strange armies, weapons and formations, it has always been relatively peaceful, although it can't be compared with the previous kind of carefree life, but compared to the kind of life that people imagined, it is still better I don't know how many times.

As the saying goes, there is always peace before a storm, and some people with a keen sense of smell also feel a trace of the storm brewing behind the tranquility from this peaceful life, but this seems to be of little use, because the Fatil Emperor has long been surrounded by an impenetrable iron bucket.

Perhaps it was because he felt this kind of tranquility before death, or perhaps he already knew that his life was coming to an end, the residents of the Fatil Imperial Capital began to indulge, and all kinds of theft, robbery and other evil deeds occurred one after another, first two together, those who stayed behind the city guards still coped with it, and in the end, some of these city guards joined in these evil deeds, so that all kinds of evil deeds continued to escalate, and in the end there were inevitably bloody conflicts, and the entire Fatil Emperor fell into unprecedented chaos"Chaos".

"Ruthless! Ruthless! They don't want to capture our imperial capital, but they want to capture our imperial capital without blood! However, we know their intentions, but we can't stop it! Damn, this army is simply not a human, it's a devil!" His Majesty the Fatil Empire smashed the cup in his hand on the ground with a "bang", and said helplessly with hatred.

It seemed to confirm the conjecture of His Majesty the Fatil Emperor, and after three days of calm days of siege without attack, the group of black-armored troops outside the Fatil Imperial Capital began to attack.

Without any prelude, just as the inhabitants of the Fatil Imperial Capital continued their indulgence, the tentacles of the Grim Reaper quietly reached out to these inhabitants of the Fatil Imperial Capital who were drunk and forgot to die.

Without any sound, the black-armored soldiers were like ghosts in the night. All kinds of advanced siege equipment were put on the walls of the Fatil Imperial Capital under their operation.

"Hmm, who...... Ah......" A drunken Fatil city defense soldier staggered to the corner of the city wall to "release water", and found that a longing image flashed in front of him, and as soon as he asked a word, his throat was cold, and before he could let out a scream, he covered his blood and fell down his throat.

Soon, the defensive force on the wall of the Fatil Imperial Capital was easily disintegrated by the Black Armor Army, and the city defense troops that had lost their ability did not cause any obstacles to the Black Armor Army at all. It's like slaughtering a few heads of livestock and putting them on the ground.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, and the black armor army that came to the ground in the night "color" soon occupied the various strongholds of the Fatil imperial capital, and the five thousand city defense troops were simply not enough for the black armor army to plug the teeth, with the fall of the four city gates, in the sound of "boom~~", the capital city that had not been occupied by the Fatil Empire for thousands of years since its establishment was officially declared to have fallen! The three super empires that had been in the mainland for thousands of years had officially fallen.

Fatil Palace, Hall of the Pangs. It is a place dedicated to the ancestors of the emperors of the Fatil Empire.

At this time, the contemporary majesty of the Fatil Empire, dressed in plain clothes, was prostrate in front of the spiritual seat of His Majesty, the founding emperor of Fatil, with gray hair, an old face, and godless eyes. Compared with His Majesty the Emperor, who was quite radiant and could be furious three days ago, it is simply like two people.

"Your Majesty, the descendants of Schnader Agutro Monarivich have bowed to their ancestors! The Fatil Empire has gone through one hundred and thirty-seven emperors. It has dominated the continent for more than 3,400 years, but now it is in the hands of Schnader......! I...... I'm sorry...... The careful cultivation of the ancestors...... Yes...... Now that the capital is gone, I, Schnader, will never live alone! I will never lose the dignity of the surname Monarivic!" His Majesty Schnader Agutro Monarivicz, the contemporary emperor of Fatil, said, and with a flash of determination on his face, he got up, straightened his imperial robes, and turned to leave.

"Someone!" seemed to regain his original momentum, and His Majesty Schnader exclaimed in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty!" a group of men in black walked out of the corner and bowed to His Majesty Schnader.

"The enemy army has captured the imperial capital. How long will it take to storm the Imperial City?" asked His Majesty Schnader, turning to the leader of the group of men in black.

"Your Majesty rest assured, with us here, we will definitely protect Your Majesty's thoughtfulness, and now Your Majesty will retreat for the time being, in order to make a comeback, and when the time comes, we will deal a severe blow to these invaders!" Your Majesty ......" The man in black said respectfully to His Majesty Schnader.

"Huh...... Delhi, you've been with me for most of your life, and you've always been in seclusion. Everyone said that Schneider's close retainer was Duke Tulip. But I know it. You have served the Fatil royal family of the past generations, and you have been loyal to every Fatil Emperor, and I have never doubted your loyalty, especially at this time, you are my last relying! Tell me, how long before the enemy army will capture the palace?" His Majesty Schneider said with a leisurely sigh.

"Your Majesty...... Relying on the organs set up by the previous emperors of the palace, plus the resistance of the death squad led by Chris, it can probably last for about half an hour, which is enough for His Majesty and the imperial concubines to escape. Derry choked up, and although his face was covered with a black scarf, it could be seen from the tears in his eyes that he was very excited.

"Half an hour...... Well...... It should be enough...... Divide two of you to protect the eldest prince Eric from the palace, go to the west to find my brother Emerson the Loyal King, and the rest of the men will help me gather all the concubines, well, and then prepare the wine of bliss. His Majesty Schneider said lightly.

"Your Majesty......"

"Go, Delhi, this may be the last time I will order you as Emperor of the Fatil Empire, do you want to disobey?"

"Your Majesty...... Minister...... Delhi saw that he could not persuade Schneider to give up, so he had to obey the order.

Bliss wine, used by the Fatil royal family, used to give death to the death of a member of the royal family who committed a capital crime, but has meritorious service or the important ministers of the empire, etc., the wine has a strange fragrance, sweet as food, after people drink it, they will fall into a very beautiful illusion, and at the same time, the whole body is full of vitality, and die in bliss, with a smile on the face when dying, hence the name Bliss wine.

Fatil Palace, Xuande Hall.

His Majesty Schnader sat on the throne, dressed in the most sumptuous royal robe, wearing a delicate diamond crown on his head, holding a platinum scepter that symbolized power, and his face seemed to be carefully groomed, and there was no sign of the leader's downfall at all.

In the main hall, His Majesty Schnader's concubines stood in rows according to their respective ranks, containing hope, helplessness, and even some despair, looking at the tall man in front of them, perhaps in their eyes, this man is not so much their man, but a man who can determine their glory and wealth, and decide their life and death.

"Squeak~~", the door of the Xuande Hall was completely closed after Delhi walked into the main hall, although the entire hall accommodated so many dozens of people, it still seemed a little empty, but the atmosphere of the hall seemed a little depressing.

His Majesty Schnader looked at Derry, who was the last to walk in, and asked, "Are you all there?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there are a total of seventy-three concubines of various grades, all of whom have arrived. Derry stood in front of the main hall gate and bowed.

"Well, good. His Majesty Schnader nodded majestically, got up, stood up from the throne, and walked down the jade steps step by step.

The empty hall echoed the footsteps of His Majesty Schnader, and the sound of heavy breathing seemed even more hesitant and helpless with this footsteps.

"Concubines, since I ascended the throne, I have been busy with state affairs and neglected to contact and understand you, so that today, we are relatively close, but there are many people I can't name...... I'm ashamed...... At this moment, I sincerely apologize to you. After His Majesty Schnader walked down the jade steps, he stood in front of the concubines and said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of apologies.

"Your Majesty is bent on my Fatil, what a crime, but the concubines and other concubines can't share the worries for Your Majesty, it's really ashamed. A middle-aged "woman" who was over half a hundred years old, but still charming, stood up and looked at His Majesty Schnader and said.

"Queen......" A flash of tenderness flashed in His Majesty Schnader's eyes.

"What the queen sister said is, Your Majesty must not blame yourself, the concubines and others are fortunate to be able to serve Your Majesty, that is the blessing of the concubines and others, Your Majesty has every opportunity, and is dedicated to the people of the empire, the concubines and all the sisters are admired, and they are proud to have a good husband like Your Majesty. Another young and bewitching woman also stood up from among the concubines and said.

"Exactly, Your Majesty, please take care......"

"Your Majesty, we ......"

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For a while, the entire Xuande Hall was full of warblers, and all kinds of words of praise and virtue popped out of the mouths of these concubines, but in stark contrast to their gorgeous language, it was the fear and helplessness in their flickering eyes.

"Good, good, good!" said His Majesty Schnader three times in succession, his face flushed, and he was obviously very excited.

"Today, I will have a party with all the concubines, and rejoice together!, come, serve wine!" His Majesty Schnader, blushing, commanded Delhi, who was guarding the gate of the main hall.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"