Half an hour ago—

The interior of the resplendent hall looks like it's business as usual. The king is on the throne, with Tao Yue and Kong standing on the left and right, and the civil and military ministers are neatly lined up on either side of the golden carpet. Except for the faint shouts outside, according to the personnel and time, this should have been an ordinary court meeting.

At the moment, however, no one would think so.

A warrior was standing in front of the temple, his head hanging so that he couldn't see his face clearly. He wore elaborate scales and a helmet, boots, and a sheathed sword at his waist—something that should not have been allowed at the court.

"Your Highness Bo Yan, please forgive me for being incompetent." His voice was low and penetrating enough, "There are too many people in the rebellion to stop them with the Praetorian Guard alone...... What's more, there are also people in the Praetorian Guard who support them. ”

The golden emperor leaned down slightly, calmly looking at the people below.

"The people?" He raised his gaze and slowly swept over the ministers in the hall, "I'm afraid it's not at all." ”

"Your Highness." Another person walked out of the queue from the left side of the long carpet, he seemed to be older, and he also carried a weapon at his waist, "Most of the people's dissatisfaction comes from the demon clan. Do your best to declare war on the Alliance, so that they can vent their anger. ”

Bo Yan sighed and looked at the other party's helmet with some regret.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." He said, "Huayang, you are indeed loyal. It's a pity that there is still a little bit of difference between right and wrong. ”

A third, younger warrior came to the throne. "Your Highness, the situation is like fire, and now it is imminent. Make your decision now, lest you ruin the 300-year legacy of Innis! ”

"What kind of answer is what you want to hear?" The golden emperor groaned, "As for war, it will not be born in my hands. ”

The martial artist who spoke suddenly raised his head, and his gaze went straight to the emperor on the steps, "If Your Majesty doesn't want to keep this notoriety...... Please give way to Lord Taoyue, and let the Lord lead the empire forward! ”

Bo Yan didn't answer, and there was neither anger nor surprise in the eyes that looked at the other party. There was a slight commotion in the hall, mostly from the right side of the long carpet. But in the face of many generals wearing armor and holding swords, there are very few who dare to refute loudly.

Throughout this period, Tao Yue has been standing calmly on the left side of the throne, not saying a word. He tilted his head slightly, and saw the void on the other side. It's just the first moment, he thought. It would be great if he could win directly, and even if he couldn't, he and those 'allies' still had enough back-up to control the situation.

"Not a bad idea." The man on the throne finally responded, "What are you going to do if I don't agree?" ”

"Then there is only ......" The young warrior slowly straightened up, choked and pulled out the blade at his waist, "Make Your Majesty surrender by force!" ”

He stepped forward, ascending the staircase of the throne, his sword raised high. Tao Yue glanced at the man and sneered in his heart - this kind of reckless guy always exists. Of course, they often pay the price for it.

The long sword pierced the emperor's right ribs, but it was difficult to advance half a foot away from the golden robe. The blade of the sword was pinched between the two fingers of Bo Yan's left hand, and with a slight force, he pulled the 'opponent' who was unwilling to let go of the weapon into his arms-

Then he lifted his right leg and kicked it straight.

The young man let go of the sword in his hand. He tumbled down the stairs, his hands on his belly, unable to speak. Bo Yan took the sword between his fingers to look at it, and casually put it on the throne.

"But I don't want to give in." He said calmly, "There is a reason for this, and I will not cure your sin." From now on, go home and farm. ”

The left side of the carpet fell silent. Or given courage by the emperor's actions, an elderly minister walked under the throne, turned around, and glared angrily at the courtiers.

"Whether you want to quell the riot or take the opportunity to rebel, you know it in your own hearts!" He shouted loudly, pointing his index finger at everyone, his voice full of anger, "Do you really think that by forcing Your Majesty to abdicate, you can get the power you want?" I'm afraid that by then, the happiest thing will be the Alliance, and the 'monsters' you use as shields-"

It's a brave guy, it's a pity, Tao Yue thought to himself. He pursed his lips and whistled softly.

The older civil servant continued to speak impassionedly, not noticing that a black-clad figure was slowly rising in the shadow cast behind him. The next moment, the curved short sword of more than a foot long pierced his left chest from behind, cutting off the rest of his words.

Something like that happens happens everywhere in the main hall. The black-clad killer emerged out of thin air from the front of nearly half of his courtiers, most of them on the right side of the carpet, and crossed their necks with a sharp blade. One warrior tried to resist, but his throat was cut mercilessly, and the rest had a mixture of anger and fear in their eyes, but they did not dare to act rashly.

This is the second formation, Tao Yue thought to himself. While he was recuperating from his injuries, he used the power of the "Pale Hand" to transfer all the members of the Shadow Department here. Excluding these used to subdue the courtiers, the Praetorian Guards, who were guarding the inner city and loyal to Boyan, must have been defeated by the remaining members.

Tao Yue raised his head slightly satisfied, intending to say something. But it suddenly dawned on him that the two people who had been pierced through the heart and had slit their throats—and the blood that had been splattered everywhere—were disappearing. Not only that, but every official who was subdued by the black-clothed killer slowly faded in sight until it was invisible.

"Demon Law!" He quickly turned around and glared at the emperor on the steps, "Your Highness, you have never learned magic before, where did you get this demon method!?" ”

"I did it, Tao Yue. It has nothing to do with Boyan. A strange and soft female voice came from a very close distance, but not from above the throne.

Tao Yue followed the voice, turning his gaze to the right side of the Empire, or rather, the original position of the "Dark King", and then his pupils contracted suddenly.

"Empty." He gritted his teeth and said silently.

The old man in the blue robe no longer exists. In his place was a woman in white who was unusually beautiful and made him feel extremely dangerous. Her skin is like clotted fat, her appearance is like nature, her temperament looks like an innocent girl at first glance, and she seems to be a kind old woman in an instant. The long golden satin drape reaches the waist, faintly surrounded by a soft halo.

But nothing compares to the nine long tails that spread out from behind her in a fan-shape, more than a person's height. Except for the pitch-black tips, they shone golden throughout, and the abundant "spiritual power" gathered from there, and then transmitted to her fingertips—

Before Tao Yue could say the next command, she spoke. "Have a good dream."

The black-clad killers fell to the ground at the same time, allowing their weapons to slip from their hands. Each of them had undergone years of rigorous training, but they could not survive the yokai's spells for an extra second.

Tao Yue didn't intend to blame them. The nine-tailed spirit fox is one of the few big demons, and its strength is not much better than that of the high-ranking dragon clan. Not to mention these ordinary members, even if their leaders are here, I am afraid it will be difficult to turn the situation around.

Thinking of this, he felt a pang of annoyance. It was just a matter of not listening to the command in an instant, Shui Yun and Wei Feng should have broken through the inner city at this time and put further pressure on Bo Yan. But where have those two gone now?

"Therefore, it was you who bewitched Your Majesty and asked him to let the demon clan invade the human race." Tao Yueyao pointed at the nine-tailed woman, trying to make herself appear tough. "What do you say?"

He knew he wasn't telling the truth, but all he needed now was a "name." The other party only attacked the members of the "Shadow Division", and did not control everyone at once. This means that Bo Yan is still thinking about the ministers in the palace, so he must make a name for himself—and that will take time.

It also takes time. He had one last hope, even if that force had nothing to do with him.

"Two hundred and ten years ago, in order to repay the kindness, I promised His Highness Momiji to protect this empire with the shadows." The woman looked at the people in the hall and spoke unhurriedly, "Then, the Pale Hand was established. Since then, I have received the name of "Lord of Darkness" to this day. ”

"That is, you ...... Youkai are indeed ...... All the time controlling the empire behind the scenes! An old minister gasped and trembled, "Even if we all die here today, the conspiracy of the demon clan will not succeed!" ”

"I'm not going to kill you, and I won't." The golden emperor spoke again, and the majesty implied in his voice brought the steps back to silence, "As for the conspiracy. He rose from his throne, stepped down the golden steps, and walked along the carpet outward, "Please follow me to witness it." ”

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