"Let them go on!" Arthur staggered, almost falling, as if he had seen his brother killed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Kill them, kill these rebels!" screamed the Queen Regent.

"Let them all go to the dungeon, peel off the skin and bones, and find out who is behind the scenes!" the former prime minister was furious.

"Turing is dead! Turing is dead!" Repon clapped his hands excitedly.

The guards of the Golden Palace swarmed up, their blades clashing with the killer's scimitar, others stepping over the dead towards the shaman and the warlock.

"The general and the queen's younger brother built an iron wall outside the city gate, thousands of soldiers besieged the Golden Palace, and the royal knights fought desperately. Odin chanted, raising his robe and drawing a wall of fire.

The royal guard was divided in half by a wall of fire, half on the stage, and the murderer raised his scimitar, the blade of which flickered like a silver moon in the tongue of flames.

"One knife, one knife!" the murderer chipped the corners of his mouth under his ear, laughing maniacally as he cut off the hands and heads of the royal guards.

In a matter of moments, the guards who had stepped into the wall of fire fell one by one, blood spurting into the wall of fire, staining the alabaster floor red.

The other half of the guards were helpless against the flames that melted the blades and rose above their waists, and they felt a chill rise from their feet as they watched their comrades being mutilated.

"Fool, rush over!" Relia screamed, almost trying to crash into the wall of fire. Elio Parton grabbed her sister and whispered, "You don't know anything about everything?"

"Just as you think I was responsible for the Midsummer tragedy, and now you suspect me of instigating the rebels?Elio, is your brain in water?"

"Calm down, stupid sister. Something we didn't know about had infiltrated the Golden Palace, swaggering and declaring their ambitions at the Imperial Council - who do you think?" Elio clenched the sword at his waist.

"Arthur Stanley, is he capable?" Relia's lips quivered, and now she was distracted and distracted.

"You see, he swaggered in the doorway and taunted us. You never know how many evil intentions the Stanley family has hidden. We must take advantage of the chaos to kill him today, and the people here will not leak a word. The former prime minister whispered to the Queen Mother.

As the former prime minister finished speaking, the head of a guard crossed the wall of fire, fell to the middle of the parliament hall, rolled on the ground a few times, and stopped at the feet of the queen mother.

Lelia was so frightened that she almost fell on the head, screaming, "Kill a riddler, reward 10,000 imperial gold coins!"

Motivated by money, some of the guards tried to cross the wall of fire. But this flame is extremely strange, as long as you leave the range of the flame tongue to climb, you can hardly feel the heat. But as soon as a person or weapon steps in, the tongue of flame instantly turns the intruder to ashes.

In a moment, there were more half-missing, half-charred corpses on the ground.

Odin turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside the walls of fire, and continued to chant: "A loyal vizier, with his knights, stormed the Golden Palace from the city walls, and swore to fight until the last moment of his life. ”

At this moment, Lehman, a knight who had been tricked by shamanic illusions, rushed forward with a sword.

"Glory to my king, long live the Iris Dynasty!" Lehman's charred face twisted into a fleshy ball, his throat leaking from his throat making his roar like that of a male duck. He shouted loudly, as if two months ago, the day when corpses were strewn all over the ground and the flames of war appeared.

"Traitors deserve to die!" Lehman roared as he raised his sword and charged at the murderer. The long sword pulled out the wind howl and smashed to the ground, and the alabaster cracked a few long lines in response.

The killer grinned, his smile pulled to the base of his ear, and he raised his scimitar to meet it. A silver moon swept past the wall of fire and slammed into the sword, making a metallic sound.

"Death to the traitor!" Lehman roared, like a mad lion, crashing into the murderer.

And the killer jumped to his feet, and the scimitar hooked Lehman's neck!

"Shed the last drop of blood!" The Scorched-Faced Knight, who was more fanatical than any of the Golden Palace guards present, leaned back and almost severed the killer's calf!

The minister fought with his life until the blood flowed all over the city, and all the cavalry he brought with him was killed, and he was left alone, kneeling alone before the king's coffin. ”

Odin continued to sing, as if he did not see the palace guards gathered densely behind the wall of fire, and the drama continued.

With a crow-like laugh, the killer quickly walked past the scorched Rayman, and finally the scimitar landed on the knight's shoulder like lightning!

Lehman screamed, and a column of blood gushed and fell to the ground like an iron plate, right next to the criminal, who was pretending to be the king and had been poisoned.

The loyal servant fell to the ground, and the queen's brother tied him upside down and tied him to the cross. The Warlock paced up to the fallen Scorched Knight and kicked him. Poor Lehman was in the throes of blood loss and hallucinations, as if he had once again experienced the sea of corpses that had been burning everywhere that day, and he was now a corpse lying on the ground.

"Kill, kill, knight dead!" the killer finally couldn't help himself, and cried out loudly. Out of nowhere, he dragged out a cross, and tied Lehman upside down to the cross—with his feet together, his hands stretched as long as he could, and nails in his palms.

"That's it!" the killer erected the cross, and Lehman stuck it to the wooden block like a layer of burnt pigskin.

Arthur Stanley had been watching the scene behind the wall of fire without saying a word, his teeth cellar trembling and gurgling, feeling like frost under his feet, but his heart was burned by fire.

He held back his cough and patted his palms: "Wonderful drama, I sincerely admire the arrangement of the Queen Mother." ”

The prince made a pun, and his blue eyes were as cold as a deep pool.

The Minister of the Interior, who had always been pale, slapped the table and sneered at the Prince, "Yes, I think this drama was deliberately done by the Prince. You are dreaming of framing the king, framing the Imperial Council, and coveting the Golden Throne with delusional desires. ”

"I must state that Haisa Larson was convicted of treason and blasphemy by the Central Inquisition, and that the Faceless Inquisitor personally tied him to the cross. The Venerable Iris 23rd King was crowned and canonized by the Holy Priest of the Imperial Templar. No one can deny the divinity and legitimacy of the judgment and the king's choice. The Home Secretary snapped.

The prince's lips were pale, but his tone was very firm: "But as far as I know, the day before the king's poisoning, a Cicepriot army of thousands of men and an army of eight hundred silver eagles passed by the suburban path outside Swan Castle. ”

"The next day, I received an urgent report from my good friend, Haysa Larsen, that the king was in danger and that he must lead his troops to his rescue. ”

"Does everyone know that Turing Stanley is going to die the next day?!"

Arthur recounted the past, his face as white as paper, but every word was clear and powerful, making everyone present tremble.