"Your Majesty, there is everything to live, and only if you live, there is hope for the empire. Othello said bitterly, "Sooner or later, we will find out the conspiracy behind this [natural disaster] and give justice and justice to the people of the empire who have died." ”

"Is late justice still justice?"

The Emperor laughed self-deprecatingly, "Your high-level magicians should all be concentrated in the noble district to help those guys escape by now, can my real people get the slightest help from them?"

Othello hesitated: "This, this... The first task of the Magic Guild should be to protect important people in the Empire, such as Your Majesty. ”

"Growing up, I've heard too many of these things. The Emperor shook his head, "Othello, you go and find the core of this magic array, destroy this source of undead magic at all costs, and I will not leave until all my people are safely evacuated from the Jupiter Colosseum." ”

"Your Majesty, this ......" Othello was shocked, but the majesty in the Emperor's eyes made him speechless unconsciously, and finally, the head of the Imperial Magic Guild solemnly saluted the Emperor, "I will never live up to your expectations." ”

After Othello left, the second person to enter the room was Count Fastia.

"Are you going to persuade me to leave at once? "The Great Emperor said.

Count Fastia saluted the Emperor: "Fifty years ago, as the crown prince, you did not abandon the four hundred and twenty soldiers who followed you on the battlefield and fled for your life alone, and I believe that your majesty, you will not abandon your tens of thousands of people in the hall today." ”

The Emperor smiled with satisfaction, "What about Morgan, where is he now?"

"Lord Marshal has already gone to stop that demon personally, and with his strength, he should be able to delay for a while. ”

The two of them walked to the platform on the top floor of the tower, and above the wide platform gathered hundreds of imperial guards and thousands of soldiers of the city defense army, they were all the troops that His Majesty the Emperor could command now.

Looking around, I saw that the large arena shrouded in cold and black clouds was chaotic, full of screams and wails, and endless flames and ice winds whistled by, and rubble flew everywhere in its path, and blood overflowed.

Beneath the tower, thousands of walking corpses walked around the arena, slowly approaching the tower that was the most vibrant in their eyes.

The magicians above the tower are scattered throughout the observation decks, chanting incantations and pouring powerful magical power down the tower.

In the explosion, the living corpses fell in pieces, but soon new living corpses will join the team, and under the magic of [Natural Disaster], all the dead in the entire arena are the reserve of the undead army.

Ironically, many of these corpses were provided by the barbarian nobles who were robbed.

Seeing this scene, angry flames appeared in the eyes of the upright Count Fastia.

"My loyal guards. The Emperor looked around at the soldiers guarding the tower, "You see that the lives of my people are threatened by the Dark Magic, and I command you, in my capacity as Holy Emperor, to assist the city defenders in isolating the undead. ”

"Your Majesty, your safety is at stake...," a palace guard chief frowned.

"That black mage should be targeting me. Emperor Yun said lightly, "Then, I'll just stand here and see how he comes to kill me."

"As for my safety, it is enough for Count Fastia to be in charge alone, you go and help the guild magicians and the city guards, and the civilians can save one by one. ”

The chief of the palace guard replied solemnly, "I swear to obey your orders." ”

The palace guards and griffin knights hurried to action, hurrying to the civilian area to organize the evacuation, leaving dozens of guards stationed high on the platform.

The emperor took his hand behind him, his eyes gloomy, "This matter is by no means simple. ”

Fastia stood beside the Emperor and frowned, "There is no trace of the black mage yet, and it is preliminarily inferred that he should be hiding somewhere in the arena now, but Your Majesty, don't you really think about leaving in a griffin now?

"Since the other party has used such a big deal and made such careful preparations to kill me, how can he sit back and watch me leave safely in a griffin?"

The Emperor coldly glanced at the griffin knights patrolling the dim sky, "Perhaps, that magician is now above our heads, stay, there is still a glimmer of life, if we are sniped by magic in the sky, even the Lord of Radiance will not be able to save us." ”

Fastia sighed, he never doubted the Emperor's intuition and judgment.

It's been a long time.

A guard dressed in the uniform of the city defense army walked up from the staircase of Yongdao through the busy crowd, clutching his abdomen and covered in blood, stumbling on his feet.

"Your Majesty, the undead...... The undead have poured in from the base of the tower, and many of the original city defenders have been turned into undead by the corpse witches."

The guards around him were all startled, but the Great Emperor only frowned slightly, and stepped forward unhurriedly, "Go on." ”

Count Fastia unconsciously glanced at the guard, who was dressed and looked very ordinary, this guard was at least the level of a mid-level knight, and he could still endure to reach the top of the tower after being so badly injured.

He didn't have any weapons on him, so he must have lost them in battle, right?

A thunderclap rang out in the sky, and zigzag lightning streaked across the tower, illuminating the entire top floor, turning the mortally wounded guard's face pale.

The earl's pupils shrank, and he shouted, "Your Majesty, come back quickly." ”

When the Emperor heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly stepped back.

As a member of the royal family, the emperor also studied at the Palatine Academy in his early years, and also went to the battlefield, fighting horses for several years, and his own martial arts skills are definitely not weak, and even superb.

However, at the moment when the Emperor retreated, the seemingly seriously injured guard suddenly disappeared strangely, and appeared on the Emperor's side in the blink of an eye, like a ghost.

【Refractive Body Method】

The panic on the guard's face disappeared, leaving only absolute indifference and coldness, and what appeared next to the emperor at this moment was a real peerless killer.

He had a black sword in his hand, the sword seemed to be condensed from shadows, slender and slender, but it lacked the texture of metal, there was no luster at all, only pure black, swallowing all the light to the ground.

Like the deepest night in a dream.

The black shadow sword stabbed into the Emperor's chest.

No one could see where the sword came from, no one could see how he came out of it, all the processes were completed in a split second, there was no redundancy, and the word "flowing water" was not enough to sum up his movements.

Concise, precise, efficient, and ruthless, it is the style of top bounty hunters.

In the entire continent, there is only one organization with such a terrible killer.

Even Count Fastia, who is a sword saint, cannot save the Emperor at this distance and at this point in time.

Count Fastia burned with anger and grief in his chest, and he knew that the moment this black sword appeared, the Emperor's life was completely in the hands of this terrible assassin.

Even as a sword master, he couldn't stop it.