When Blair came out of the room, he patted his slightly messy clothes, and the slowly closing door showed that Emperor Orlando VI was already hanging on a pillar. His tongue was long, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, and he had lost a shoe. It seems that he tossed for a while before he died, but unfortunately, the talent of the Orlando family has never been known for its "force", and after becoming a royal family, this family has forgotten that everyone has a time when they face danger alone, even the emperor, so since Emperor Orlando II, there has never been any strong person in the royal family, and even the battle qi and magic are rarely cultivated.

"You know what?", Blair was a little depressed, he didn't think he could deceive Phonkos, he could deceive Rennes. In fact, it was precisely because of his suspicion that he received a cold reception after Rennes left Ortlenburg.

Ever since the Orlando family began plotting to eradicate the Alcanian family, Blair had been living in the Alcanian family for some time as a knight's apprentice. Not only here in Rennes, but there are also pawns planted by the royal family in other families, who will break out when necessary, and then complete one accident after another, becoming the last burial of the Golden Family.

Before Wren was sent to Ortlenburg, Gampin personally met with Blair, and Gampin meant to let Blair do it on the outskirts of Ortlenburg to make Wren's death as an ordinary robber attack as much as possible. But I didn't expect that Twright actually followed Wren to Ortlenburg at that time, and Blair couldn't do it halfway and missed the first opportunity.

After arriving in Ortrenburg, Blair had many opportunities to make a move, but when his sense of mission was greatly diminished after his first defeat, he suddenly realized that there was a problem, and that was his fate. Will he end well? Every time he wants to do it, he asks himself this, but every time the answer is no, he won't end well.

Neither nobles nor commoners will have the slightest mercy and sympathy for a knight who assassinates his own master, and will only attract their spit. As a registered knight who betrayed his master and killed his master, whether the Knights' Guild was to protect the interests of many knights or to protect the face of the Knights' Guild, it was necessary for them to publicly execute Blair by thunderous means and re-justify all the knights.

Not only does he have to face the knights, but he also has to be careful of the royal family's plot against him. As one of the parties involved, he was involved in this matter almost from beginning to end, and the royal family would definitely not give him knighthoods, fiefs and honors, as they themselves said. Once such a dirty method is exposed, it will definitely shake the political arena of the entire empire, and more importantly, the object he needs to attack is not a small nobleman, but one of the golden nobles, and he can't afford to bear such a price.

But on the one hand, it was his own considerations, and on the other hand, there was pressure from the royal family, and in the end he decided to ask for a trick, replace the fake accident with a real accident, and let someone else solve the trouble in his hands.

Soon he came across an opportunity, and the forces in Ortlenburg were unwilling to be purged by Wren, and invited the Black Priest to assassinate Wren on the way. He knew that there was an assassin in the carriage, and he even knew very well that Wren didn't know any magic and fighting spirit at all. He could have avoided the assassins outside the carriage and rushed into the carriage to rescue Wren earlier, but he hesitated and hesitated.

This is an opportunity, a great opportunity for him. One may hate a knight who assassinated his master, but they would never hate a knight who was badly wounded and failed to protect his master. He deliberately hid his strength outside, causing the three Black Priests to inflict heavy damage on him, and he gave the other assassin in the carriage enough time to kill Wren.

But he never thought that that guy would actually fail!

He actually lost to Wren, who was not much stronger than a woman, and all his plans failed.

He could only pretend to explode and behead the three Assassins.

There were several more similar opportunities, and he had left enough time and space for those who wanted Wren's life, but instead, these people failed. It's like a spell, no matter how powerful a person is, if he touches Wren, he will become a weakling.

After returning to the imperial capital, Wren decisively began to doubt him, and he lost his last chance, until today.

As he had thought about it himself, he had arranged everything very reasonably, so Wren only suspected him and did not find any evidence. But it was precisely because he was suspected that he was also ostracized.

If he hadn't killed Emperor Orlando VI himself today, he didn't know what kind of situation he would face, but one thing he could be sure of was that this vote was definitely weighty. He doesn't want a good future, a knighthood or even an official position, he just wants security. It is precisely because he has been observing Wren for the past few years that he knows very well that in Wren's eyes, everyone is divided into two categories.

One is the others, he doesn't care whether these people are dead or alive, whatever they do.

There is also a category of one's own people, in which there are two kinds of people, one who has value and the other who does not have value.

The former will tend to be reused by Rennes, while the latter will be swept up in the garbage.

After killing Emperor Orlando VI, he has no way out, and the next thing is to put the final decision in the hands of the goddess of fate.

The moment the two walked into the main hall, Fontos's calm face instantly became full of sadness as his footsteps fell, his steps were faster, and the gap between steps was smaller, "Your Majesty committed suicide!"

With a bang, a thunderclap outside the main hall briefly lit up the entire sky, and the originally clear night was gradually covered by dark clouds from the east, and the entire imperial capital fell into darkness.

On the other side, in the territory of the dragon clan, the dragon lord looked at the dense powerhouses standing in the sky, and his fleshy wings trembled, as if it was possible to flapp his wings and escape from here anytime and anywhere. There are so many strong people, and some of them are even more terrifying than his aura, and it is definitely not a good thing for so many big people to suddenly gather in the territory of the dragon clan.

"Why are you here?", in the distance, there was a group of black shadows in the sky that were rapidly approaching, and seeing the dragons of the same clan flying over, this dragon lord had some confidence.

In the crowd, a strong man in a black robe stood out, his messy hair was tangled, and there was some dirt on his robe, and the whole person seemed to be clean only on his face. There was always an eerie feeling when he laughed, and the hooked nose would slowly shake with his laughter, "We heard that there is a ninth-level light attribute crystal nucleus in the Dragon Clan's holy land, I don't know if it's true?"

"Nope!"

Actually, there is, the dragon lord lied. In the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan, there is not only one ninth-level light crystal nucleus, but also ninth-level crystal nuclei of other systems, and some even have more than one or two. The long lifespan of the dragons gave them more possibilities to sprint to the top, and in an era when the gods were not hidden, the dragons had a peerless powerhouse comparable to the gods. Dragons have a very special trait, they will fly back to the Holy Land to build a dragon tower for themselves before they die, and when the dragon tower is built, it is when they die.

Their souls will return to the source of all things, and their flesh will be reduced to pure elements, leaving only bones and crystal nuclei. In the sacred land of the dragon clan, the towering dragon tower stands densely there, and it has not changed for tens of thousands of years.

It's just the resting place of the ancestors of the dragon clan, how can they be invaded by these outsiders, not to mention that they actually want to take away the crystal nucleus of a certain saint, this is simply an unforgivable crime!

A large group of dragons of Hula fell behind the dragon lord, and the momentum on both sides was self-contained, and they fought with each other. The momentum of the two sides is rising, and the atmosphere in the field is also tense to the extreme, as long as there is even the slightest misunderstanding, it is very likely to trigger a battle between the human powerhouse and the dragon clan. Whoever wins or loses in the end is a huge loss for both parties. In this era when all races are vying for supremacy, the strong is the foundation, once the other races know that the strong of the human race and the dragon race are injured and killed, I am afraid that the two races will soon disappear on this continent.

At this critical juncture, the black-robed man simply opened his words.

"We need crystal nuclei to save people!", before the dragon lord could say that saving people and caring about my, the black robe continued: "That person's body is full of divinity!"

The wind seemed to be straightening up and flowing at this moment because of the tense atmosphere, and the human powerhouses began to be secretly on guard, ready to do it anytime and anywhere. It was also at this time that the Dragon Lord's hideous head suddenly bared his teeth and revealed a huge smile, "Everyone is a creature living together under this sky, why do you need to divide each other? I suddenly remembered that there is indeed a dragon tower of light in our holy land. ”

Soon, the ninth-level light crystal nucleus was quickly transported to the imperial capital under the escort of the three giant dragons and human powerhouses, and the Pope personally took over the crystal nucleus, and the holy power in his body gushed out from the palm of his hand, wrapping the crystal nucleus tightly. In less than a moment, the crystal nucleus turned into water like a condensed light, which he carefully poured into Wren's mouth and nose. Immediately afterward, a force that shocked everyone burst out from the Pope's body, and the blinding light made everyone close their eyes in an instant.

"Ahem......"

With a light cough, even the Pope's hand trembled slightly.

Wren had already woken up, and he looked at the dense crowd around him, smiled miserably, and closed his eyes again.

In the dense wounds on his body, there was constantly golden divine power being squeezed out, and those strong people stared at those golden divine powers greedily with wide eyes, although this thing is not as important as divinity, if they can collect enough divine power, it will also be of great benefit to their ability to comprehend the gods, and there is even a certain possibility that they don't have to borrow the ninth-level crystal nucleus as a pseudo-godhead, and take the last step directly.

The dragon lord had already used the Transfiguration technique to turn himself into a big man at this time, and he squeezed through the crowd with a smile, took out the box carved out of the permafrost ice, and carefully incorporated all the divine power into it.

This was agreed before, it took out the crystal nucleus to save this human being, and the divine power belonged to it, and when the divinity was distributed in the future, it would also have its share.

"Oops, I'm really embarrassed......", the dragon lord laughed and stuffed the box into his mouth, "Everyone is too polite, too polite!"