The moment Pertheus was pressed down by the plague beast, a deep unwillingness surged in his heart.

Is that what you are dying today?

Dead here?

Not at the end of his life, not on the battlefield, but in the palace where he has lived for decades, he was killed by an inexplicable plague beast?

Looking at the deaths of 23 kings in Dogurland, who could have died more wretched?

Just when Pertheus was in despair, without warning, the surroundings were suddenly lit up by a blinding scorching light, and golden aurora shone everywhere in sight, only to see a figure appear in front of Perseus, blocking him and the plague beast on both sides.

The attack of the plague beast did not restrain itself, and the blood basin bit directly forward, intending to bite and devour the comer and Pertheus together.

In the turbulent airflow, the blonde hair danced wildly, the eyes were cold, and the long sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed, sprinkling a mottled glow all around his body.

Twilight, unsheathed!

The moment Twilight swung it, the blade formed a sun-like glow, and when it swept through the plague beast, its domineering body was completely annihilated in an instant, and there was not even a trace of ash left.

After the sword annihilated the plague beast, it surged into the sky along the blade of the sword, and the diffused golden light made it seem that hundreds of thousands of suns appeared above the sky, and the sight of the people in the royal city was all shrouded in white light.

It wasn't until the scorching light dissipated that people were able to open their eyes with difficulty, the rolling haze that had been entrenched in the sky had disappeared, and the weather system over the royal city had been completely changed by the earth-shattering sword just now, turning into a clear area, with only a round of sun hanging in the eastern sky, shining brightly.

"Bang." By the time Twilight entered the sheath, the unstoppable plague beast had long since disappeared, no matter how powerful its resilience was, in the face of the power of the seventh sequence of Akarin, it was like a drop of water falling into the flames, and it was evaporated in the blink of an eye.

Denisha turned around and stretched out her hand to Pertheus to help him, looking rather helpless: "You really don't make people worry about making such a big disturbance after taking a day off. ”

As soon as he saw Denissa, Percius's tense nerves immediately relaxed, knowing that this level had been passed, and the crisis had finally been resolved.

Pertheus's physical strength had been severely overdrawn in the battle, and he had lost a lot of blood due to the heavy damage he had suffered from the plague beast, and he had no strength to hold Denissa's hand, and he rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

Denisha quickly summoned a doctor and took Percius to the palace hospital for treatment.

After the plague beast that attacked the royal city was annihilated by Denisha with a sword, there were no new attacks, and the scene was brought under control.

The garrison immediately blocked the royal city, purified the area where the plague beast passed, and isolated some high-risk people who were released from close proximity to the plague beast and could be infected.

Inside the palace, except for more than a dozen imperial guards who died, the other ministers did not have contact with the plague beast, there was no risk of infection, and they only needed to purify the battle area with salt crystals.

After the examination of the court doctor, although Pertheus was injured by the plague beast, the sun and golden fire covering his body at that time protected him, and the pathogenic factors on the claws of the plague beast did not enter the body, and he was lucky not to be infected.

However, this is only a small piece of good news among many bad news.

Pertheus was not infected, which does not mean that the situation is not critical, he was seriously injured by the plague beast this time, and the injury was also in the danger area of the anterior, and the sternum was directly torn by the beast's claws, and the surgical treatment alone was very tricky.

Moreover, the blood flame of the plague beast had a certain corrosiveness, which made Pertheus's wound seriously fester, and the infection had spread to the heart and lungs, and it was difficult to treat, and he was still unconscious.

After Persius fell, the kingdom could not be left without a leader, so naturally only Sting and Lan Xian could help preside over the overall situation.

Lan Xian had already rushed to Shamu Town overnight with the alchemists and the plague doctors of the Crimson Church to investigate the origin of the anomalous plague beast.

Sting stayed in the palace to follow up on Pertheus's situation.

At the end of the new round of surgery, Sting saw the court doctor's sad face and asked, "How is Your Majesty's condition?" ”

The attending doctor said with an ugly face: "The wound infection is very serious, the effect of surgical treatment is limited, I can only try my best, all the means that can be used have been used, Your Majesty may wake up after a while"

He paused at this point, subconsciously swallowed his throat, and the next words were so soft that it was almost difficult to hear: "It is also possible that you will not wake up"

This sentence was like a sharp blade, cutting off the surrounding voices, and everyone subconsciously focused their eyes on Solandelle, Burton, and Andre.

Whether it was Andre with a sad face, or Burton who was annoyed because he couldn't help his father, or Solandelle who was holding his two brothers crying and red-eyed, they couldn't help but turn pale at this time.

These three people, including the ministers around them, have become sensitively aware of the problem that if the old king dies, there will be a new king.

If Perseus really can't wake up this time, the throne can't be empty forever, but whose head should his crown be worn?

Perseus had not made a will before, nor did he publicly state who would become the crown prince, in other words, in this case, the three siblings are all eligible to compete for the throne, and whoever is crowned is justified.

This situation is undoubtedly the most feared thing for ministers, and throughout history, even if the first king has made a clear order, there will inevitably be candidates who covet the throne and are unwilling to submit to others, so as to launch a coup d'état under pressure.

Now these three brothers and sisters are all candidates for the crown prince, and the king has not explicitly ordered the crown prince, if they all play the banner of orthodoxy and fight in the palace, then the whole kingdom will be turned upside down only in the morning and night, and the degree of shock of the current situation will probably be more tragic than any coup d'état in history!

Just as the ministers were secretly watching the three candidates, each with a ghost in their hearts, Sting suddenly let out a loud cry, drew his saber, and slashed at the attending doctor's neck on the spot.

"Poof!" The blood poured out, and the head fell to the ground, frightening everyone.

Sting's face was covered with blood, and he looked at the terrified doctors angrily: "This person is bewitching the people and blaspheming His Majesty, and I have killed him according to the responsibility of the king's leader!" Let me ask you again, can Your Majesty's wounds be healed? ”

The deputy director's reaction was only half a beat slower, and Sting slashed him to death on the spot, splattering five steps of blood.

The third person in charge of this group of palace doctors finally reacted, he straightened his waist in the face of Sting's gaze, his voice trembled but he swore solemnly: "Your Majesty's injuries can definitely be cured, there is no doubt about it!" He will wake up soon! ”

Only then did Sting put away his knife and looked at the ministers, pointed to the corpse on the ground and said coldly: "Your Majesty is a generation of heroes, and with the help of the gods, you will definitely be safe." If anyone dares to have the idea of trespassing, no matter what their identity, these two people will end! ”