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Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Rebellion of the Great Prince

The words were like a shock, and countless people in the square were stunned.

The eldest prince openly challenged the old emperor!

"Boom, boom, boom......" Two brilliant spells rose into the sky. This magic bullet is the signal for the Great Prince's uprising!

Everywhere in Yanjing and Byzantium, the mutation is steep!

The Praetorian Guard, who was patrolling the bullet pressure everywhere, suddenly raised the weapon in his hand and stabbed at the brightly armored Imperial Guard, whose gorgeous armor broke like a piece of [***] paper in front of the heavy and sharp military standard weapon, and the Imperial Guards soldier fell from his horse with a scream, and was instantly chopped into meat sauce.

Streams of Praetorian Cavalry rushed towards the square like a tide, and Flo giggled wildly: "Brothers, it's launched! The second half of my life is rich and noble here, rush into the palace with me, and lose to the throne of His Royal Highness the Great Prince! Everyone will be promoted to three ranks, and the bounty will be three thousand!"

"Yes, my lord!" beside him, Deputy Commander Elantra raised the three-edged spear in his hand, and the gun fell from his hand, piercing Flo's heart, the sharp tip of the spear grinding against the stomach of the armor, making a screeching sound.

Elantra sneered in Flo, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, "Lord Flo, we are going to rebel, but it is not His Royal Highness the Great Prince who supports it, but the Fourth Prince?"

He roared loudly and said: "The commander of the Praetorian Guard, Flo, intends to rebel and rebel, and he has been killed by me, and those who conspire against him will be killed......!

The Praetorian Guard soldiers looked at each other, stunned by the great change in front of them.

The deputy commander Lance was a thin and tall man, with a fierce look under the bronze helmet, and he roared: "Send troops, King Qin!" As he spoke, he rode his horse and rushed towards the center of the city, but he was secretly sneering in his heart, Elantra was the person of the fourth prince, but he was the confidant of the thirteenth prince!

Among the officers of the Praetorian Guard, everyone showed a strange look, and today's changes are too shocking, the princes are eight immortals across the sea......

On the palace square, the old emperor's eyes slowly narrowed, and there was a hint of coldness in his wrinkled eyes, and he sneered: "Well, the world is subordinate to you? Let me see, who supports you?

The old emperor Tiger is old and majestic, and his loud shout carries great coercion, which makes people shudder.

The crowd involuntarily shrank back, and when the eldest prince saw this, his face immediately showed a hideous look, now that the rebellion has been launched, if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent, and there will be no half a step to retreat, he roared frantically: "His Majesty the Emperor is heavily poisoned, and he will never survive today, and the imperial power must not be left behind!"

The crowd suddenly stirred, and they seemed to sense some unusual aura from the old emperor's trembling scepter, and suddenly many ministers and nobles raised their heads and silently took a step forward, among which the leader was a vulture-like veteran, the Madagascar family, the Minister of War, known as the "Imperial Stone", Madagascar Luther!

"Minister of War, I didn't expect that you also rebelled! This emperor has not treated your Madagasas family badly......" The old emperor said with a sad look in his eyes inadvertently.

"Your Majesty, not only the Minister of War supports the Great Prince, but also our Temple of Light!" With a long sigh, the crowd slowly dodged an alley, wearing a bright red gold-rimmed robe, wearing a crown of thorns, and holding a huge silver cross scepter in his hand, the Archbishop of the Temple of Light Byzantine City walked in from outside the square surrounded by a group of white-robed temple knights, red-robed bishops, and black-robed priests, and one of the white-robed knights, Lear, recognized that it was the eighth-level light flame swordsman who "taught" him that night, Alex! I didn't expect him to be a person from the Temple of Light!

"Dax, you are actually involved with the people of the Temple of Light!" The old emperor was shocked and angry, he reigned for forty years, tried his best to weaken the divine power of the Temple of Light, and did not hesitate to indulge the development of the magician guild to fight against the erosion of divine power, but he did not expect the great prince to fall into the arms of the temple.

"Your Majesty, under the grace of the gods that Byzantium and the entire Byron Empire should have bathed in a long time ago, hehe!" said the Cardinal Archbishop Paul Gould with a smile: "The Lord is merciful, and all who believe in Him will ascend to heaven and enjoy eternal happiness, and whoever turns his back on Him will fall into boundless darkness and ......."

"Divine stick!" the old emperor scolded angrily, today's development of things seems to have been out of his control from the beginning, but he is unwilling, he will never allow the empire that his ancestors have worked so hard to fight to fall into the hands of a group of divine sticks!

At this moment, the crowd was tickling again, and an old man wearing a white mage robe and holding a cyan magic staff more than two meters high walked over briskly under the protection of a group of gray-robed and black-robed magicians. The old emperor's eyes lit up, and the president of the Wizards' Guild, Kamodo Rawls, personally brought people here!

The white-robed magician, the current president of the Magicians' Guild, Kamodo Rawls, laughed and said, "Archbishop Paul Gould, I didn't expect the Temple of Light to finally intervene in the struggle for secular power, but since the Temple of Light is involved, how can there be no shortage of our Magicians Guild! I don't know what level of your 'Great Light Technique' has been cultivated? I'm very curious!"

"Crazy!" Paul Gould cursed in a low voice, Kamodo Rawls is a white-robed three-star archmage, and his ice magic has reached an incredible realm, if two people let go and compete and cast forbidden spell-level magic, I'm afraid that few people in Byzantine City will survive!

He smiled slightly and said, "The God of Light is merciful to the world, only those who are evil will be punished, but his believers should live in eternal heaven, therefore, I will not fight with you!"

"Hypocrisy!" the old magician scolded coldly, the Temple of Light and the Magicians' Guild have always been on the wrong path, and with the support of the royal family, especially the Holy Ara, they have reduced the power of the temple as much as possible, but with the support of the Holy See of the temple, they have never been able to eradicate it.

"Dear Lord Kamodo Magician, are you here to support me?" the old emperor would also show due respect to the president of the Wizards' Guild who had reached the realm of a white-robed mage.

The white-robed mages and saint-rank fighters are already transcendent beings who have transcended the constraints of folk power!

"Your Majesty, you are the father of my disciple, as a teacher, I naturally can't see my disciple being bullied, hehe!" The chairman of the Magician Guild showed a sly smile and suddenly whispered, but the words fell into the ears of the people of the Temple of Light word for word: "What is the purpose of my coming? is to watch these god sticks, so that their stinky claws don't stretch out where they shouldn't!"

The people of the Temple of Light immediately turned angry. But they didn't dare to vent their anger, and under the suppression of the Wizards' Guild, the secular regime, and other temples, the Temple of Light was at a disadvantage in the Byron Empire!

A trump card in the hands of the eldest prince was regarded to death by the magician union in this way.

The old emperor suddenly realized, isn't the disciple of Master Kamodo his thirteenth son, His Royal Highness Carson, known as "Yanjing's greatest gentleman"? He glanced up and found that the thirteenth prince was ......

(It's the weekend again, the wood has a time code word tomorrow, hehe, outbreak!At least three more tomorrow, to meet the first small ** coming, the brother with a ticket smashed into the middle, the collection of the collection, when the shot should be shot, thank you for the wood...... ）