XXVIII. The Curtain of the Empire

A Storm Thunder Eagle tried to cross the golden palace, but was stopped by the powerful barrier, and then hovered over the solemn huge palace complex for a long time.

At this time, all corners of the palace were covered with heavily guarded Praetorian Guards, who were guarding any entrance and exit of the palace in strict accordance with the orders issued by their superiors.

In the Wenhua Hall of the Imperial Palace, hundreds of civil and military officials were kneeling on the ground covered in sweat, as if something had happened that made them nervous and hot.

"Someone, summon the Janissary Commander to meet me!" said the Emperor of the Holy Empire. "Summons the Grand Governor of the Praetorian Guard into the temple!" shouted the messenger eunuch.

After a while, an 80-year-old man with gray hair walked in. The general manager of the Praetorian Guard, who had always been in good health, usually walked with heroic steps, but today he walked in in small steps, contrary to usual. It seems that the general manager of the Imperial Capital Praetorian Guard, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is a little weak today.

"Weichen Sima Yi knocks on the emperor!" shouted the words, the chief manager Sima Yi knelt down uncontrollably, his legs shaking constantly. As if he had committed some great crime, his usually red face had turned extremely pale at this time.

The emperor slapped the table and shouted: "Sima Yi! As he spoke, Sima Yi had already slammed heavily on the cold floor of the Wenhua Hall without a trace of emotion. Knock, knock

"You don't even know that such a big event has happened in the imperial capital! Do you know how bad it is to have two Dharma Saints fighting in the imperial capital?

No one dares to make any noise, they all know that the emperor is angry, and if you make a sound, you will definitely be imprisoned!

"The crime of micro-surrender is the fault of the micro-minister, who did not take measures to stop the spread of news when such a big situation happened in the imperial capital. Let Wechen die, but for the sake of Wechen who has been serving the empire since he was a teenager, I implore the emperor to spare the family of the minister's family. Sima Yi pleaded with tears in her eyes.

"Someone! The chief of the Praetorian Guard has neglected his duty and will be beheaded at noon tomorrow!"

Sima Yi leaned down in the cold hall of the Wenhua Palace, as if he had lost any hope in life. Two expressionless Praetorian Guards hurried up, trying to drag the Praetorian Guard Commander down.

The civil and military officials in the hall were all secretly happy in their hearts and gloating. At this time, a hurried footstep accompanied by an old voice came: "Never, Emperor!".

Soros heard that Sima Yi, the head of the Praetorian Guard, was going to be executed, and he beheaded all over the house. He hurriedly dragged his old injured body all the way in, and the sound of panting, whirring, was very clear in the main hall.

Soros hurriedly knelt in the center of the main hall and said to the emotional emperor: "Your Majesty, Chief Sima Yi is a famous general in the empire. Moreover, the cultivation of a high-level Fa Saint is also one of the best in the empire, if he is beheaded because of this incident, it will be a great loss for the empire! After tens of thousands of years, the Holy Empire has only produced dozens of high-level Fa Saints so far, and its preciousness is expected to be thought of twice!"

Sima Yi's eyes were moist with white hair, but he didn't expect that in the end, it was Soros, who had the worst relationship with him, who helped him. As a classmate of the Imperial Academy of Magic, Sima Yi, who is often the first in the grade, has never been optimistic about Soros. When Sima Yi was young, he thought he was a poor sour boy, and often shouted "Brother Sima, Brother Sima!" behind his ass.

When Sima Yi was young, he bullied Soros a lot, often making him ugly or embarrassing him in front of his classmates. Unexpectedly, it was Soros who helped him in the end. Thinking of this, Sima Yi cried "woo woo", he now regrets it very much, why didn't he become good friends with Soros at that time. If you really see the truth when you are in trouble, who can see through the feelings in the world, even the sweet-talking couples will fly separately when the disaster comes.

"Soros, do you know what crime he committed? It's not some fucking dereliction of duty, he let the news of the two Dharma Saints fighting in the imperial capital get out, and now the whole city, and even different parts of the empire have newspapers saying that the whole country is talking about the two Dharma Saints fighting in the imperial capital!!" The angry Emperor roared, and he seemed to want to put everyone present to death.

The Great Emperor said viciously: "Do you know what the result of this will lead to? The whole country knows that the supreme imperial power, the Holy Land, the Imperial Capital! It is not safe at this moment! Won't this allow riots to break out in some areas where the rule is already unstable? What should we do ?!!if all of them rise up against us?"

"Especially now that the border is not very peaceful, and last month the orcs organized a small invasion, and we have killed and wounded a lot of troops. Now that this kind of thing is breaking out at a critical juncture, why do you make me think twice?!" The Great Emperor also flipped the table in front of him to the ground. Boom! The golden table slammed into the main hall, and a loud noise was heard outside the Wenhua hall.

In fact, it is not difficult to imagine that the atomic bomb appeared in the capital for no apparent reason, and there was an explosion. This kind of thing can have a huge impact everywhere, at least on the rule of the imperial power. The whole country of the Holy Empire has begun to wonder whether the three royal families still have the ability to maintain the stability of the empire, and whether the Holy Empire is still safe.

Soros said: "The emperor is angry, the old minister knows who the two Dharma Saints are!" The voice full of doubts rang out, "This madman is talking nonsense again!"

Soros seems to have looked down on life and death, but he is still reluctant to let his disciple Xing Zero, who has just been in the first few days. At this moment, he really wanted to teach Xing Ling a little more, even if it was to teach him how to control that powerful soul. He closed his eyes, as if he saw Star Zero's innocent and bright smiling face, he figured it out and opened his eyes.

Soros said calmly: "Actually, one of the two magic saints who fought in the magic academy was me. ”

"Ahh "How is that possible?!" "Oh my God?!" "The old man wants to die, right?"

Indeed, there is only one consequence for Soros to say this, to die for Sima Yi!" "Yes, it was the old minister who was fighting with another Law Saint Junior in the imperial capital and destroyed the Magic Academy forest. It was also the old minister who flew through the air over the imperial capital, and it was the old minister who launched the forbidden spell [Heavenly Fire Blade] outside Edel City! It was also the old minister who released the fire dragon to melt all the 10,000-year-old ice and snow in the Eder Mountains at one time! All of them were done by Lao Chen alone, and had nothing to do with anyone else. Soros said lightly.

Soros seems to have looked down on life and death at the moment, he wants his disciples to live well for him, he wants his star to grow up happily, he doesn't want him to be involved in this court struggle that has nothing to do with him, he has seen the curtain of the end of the empire.

"Soros, what you said is true?" exclaimed the Emperor.

Soros said: "What the old minister said is true. ”

The Second Emperor was puzzled: "If it was you, then why did you fight another Dharma Saint in the Imperial Capital? What is the identity of the other Dharma Saint? Is it a human being?"

Soros closed his eyes and thought about Xingling's weak face, and said firmly: "The other Dharma Saint is my old enemy in the past, and we fought in the forest. It's a purely personal vendetta and has nothing to do with the Empire. ”

"Someone!" shouted the Emperor. "Come in and arrest Soros, send him to the prison, and behead him after the autumn. Immediately summon the letter to the Ministry of Works, and dismantle the Imperial Academy of Magic!Go!Why are you stunned??Do you want me to say it again?!!Everyone, !!get out of here!!!Everyone, get out of here!!Everyone, get out of here!," the Emperor threw the jade seal into the hall and shouted frantically.

"Woo woo, Emperor, don't kill Soros! Don't kill Soros! He is a hero of the empire! The magic academy is his brainchild! Don't tear it down! Please don't kill him!" Sima Yi crawled to Soros's side on his knees, hugged Soros and cried.

"Someone, drag these two rebels and thieves down, put them in a prison, and behead them together!" shouted the Emperor frantically. A platoon of Praetorian Guards cultivated above the Fa Sheng, wearing gorgeous Dharma robes and running in neat steps. Rudely dragged Soros and Sima Yi out. Soros's old wounds, which had not yet healed, oozed blood again, dripping on the cold hall of the Wenhua Palace.

The Storm Thunder Eagle over the palace began to chirp again, hovering over the Holy Empire. The sunset at dusk is particularly beautiful, and the Holy Empire, which has a glorious history of tens of thousands of years, has declined with the sunset. The setting sun shone on the magnificent city walls, gradually moving downward, as if it were a huge curtain of glorious empires gradually falling.