Chapter Ninety-Nine: Yanjing Storm

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"Escort Your Majesty back to the palace!" Lear shouted at the sight of St. Yarra's body staggering and about to collapse at any moment.

Now the emperor must not die, at least he can't die violently in front of the public, otherwise the situation will be even more difficult to clean up, and the characters in front of him are more fierce than the other, Lear thinks that he can only be regarded as a piece of cake in front of the white-robed mage and the ninth-level necromancer, and it is only serious to dare to dodge people and avoid the place of right and wrong.

St. Yarra the Great raised his head weakly and said, "Void Underworld, dispatch the Dark Guard!" From now on, you will temporarily listen to the temperance of the Marquis of Piaoxiang until a new emperor is born!"

"Lear, announce the Edict of Succession!" St. Yarra the Great raised his voice, and in an instant, his voice was heard far away through amplification magic. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and even the necromancer who was casting spells couldn't help but stop. If the emperor passes on the throne to the eldest prince, wouldn't it be possible to waste his efforts!

Lear had no choice but to stand up, open the gold box inlaid with countless gems and pearls, and pull out a beautiful sheepskin scroll. Read it aloud.

"His Majesty the Holy Byron Empire, Emperor St. Yala's Decree: This Emperor will conquer the north and the south, expand the territory, from the St. Lawrence Mountains in the south to the seashore in the east...... In the year 847 of the ancient calendar, the special biography is located in ...... "Lear involuntarily stopped, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back!

Everyone was still waiting for the final result, but Lear suddenly stopped, and suddenly there was another twitch.

It's not that Lear doesn't want to miss it, but there is no word underneath! There is a blank place where the name of the prince should be transmitted! And there are traces of a knife scratching on it, which clearly scrapes the name!

Lear hurriedly glanced at St. Yarra the Great, who was already red-faced, with a lot of breath and little breath, and was already half lying on the huge throne with a dying face. Most of the three souls and seven spirits are gone!

Lear's head suddenly grew two times, His Majesty the old emperor, there is no need to put such a big oolong, and people don't play like this!

The stirring in the audience was even more uneasy, some nobles, commoners and even soldiers shouted loudly, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of the eldest prince's mouth, as long as it was not his name, he would immediately order a bloody bath of the palace!

"Biography is located in ...... The legend is the Thirteenth Prince, Jace Carson!" Lear announced in his heart, "If you don't do it, you won't do it!" Anyway, the relationship between Da Xuan and himself is still relatively good, and it is better than those guys who don't like it.

Lear never imagined that one day he would stand in such a position and decide the future direction of an empire! He didn't even look at it, he turned his head and quickly lifted the old emperor's dark guard and retreated towards the palace!

"......Uproar" The audience was suddenly in chaos.

His Majesty the Emperor actually passed the throne to the Thirteen Princes, known as the "No. 1 Emperor of Yanjing", Jace Carson! Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment.

However, the chairman of the Magicians' Guild, Kamodo Rawls, glanced approvingly at his disciple of the prince, and only he knew how this disciple known as "Gentleman" grasped this extremely complex situation, and unknowingly took advantage of all kinds of contradictions to play with all the forces in the palm of his hand!

And Lear was just a piece of chess that he had laid out that Kamodo thought was useless at the time! Desperately befriending a country boy who was only sixteen-one-year-old, and he did not hesitate to spend six million gold coins to buy him a pill that he casually refined!

It's a pity that the chairman of the Magician Guild still doesn't know that the elixir is the "Gathering Spirit Pill" that has spread all over Yanjing!

He also presented him with heavy cavalry equipment worth millions of gold coins, seeing that the young man quickly became the most important young minister of the emperor, and played a key role at the critical moment. The white-robed mage admired his young apprentice a little.

But what was the use of giving Lear so much expensive equipment?

"Kill, they kidnapped His Majesty the Emperor, kill them all, and rescue my father!" the eldest prince roared, and the long sword in his hand burst into a cloud of pale white fighting qi, and black thorn flowers loomed in the fighting qi!

One of the most famous fighting weapons of the Byzantine royal family, the Sword of the Black Thorn!

And Lear is in the midst of the biggest crisis of his life!

A dull sword mark silently stopped on his neck, and the extremely sharp blade stimulated the hairs on his neck to stand on end, and he clearly felt a drop of blood sliding down the blade.

"Take out the edict of succession, spare you from death! Let me see if it is passed on to the thirteen princes!"

Lear turned back with difficulty, "Who are you, why do you want to pass on the throne!" The person in front of him was dressed in a huge black cloak, and it was Ustril who was performing necromantic magic, and his strange body was so strange that Lear fell into the clutches of the devil before he even noticed it, he looked at Lear with a smirk, and five long fingers were tightly gripping his neck like withered bird claws.

"Okay, I'll show you, let go of your hand!" Lear got goosebumps all over his body as he grabbed the wizened hand, which was not at all the hand that a living person should have.

"Hehe, you kid can't play tricks," the necromancer summoned two necromantic knights armed with bone swords, clamped Lear tightly one in front and one right, and released the bird's claws!

Necromantic Knight, a Level 3 necromantic magical creature that is not afraid of death and is afraid of light magic.

But Lear is the 334th generation of the "Heavenly Art Gate" descendant, a serious warlock, a ghost hunter, and the ancestor of monsters, but the experience of dealing with these demons and monsters is unusually rich!

(The old charlatan continued to laugh at Jiuquan, this is all my usual teaching, when to jump the god, and the ghost hunt did not hide from this smart and clever apprentice!)

Lear pulled out the gold-inlaid silver parchment scroll and threw it over. The old necromancer reached out and grabbed it, and opened it impatiently, his mouth pinched into an O-shape in surprise!

"There's no ...... on this"

In the moment he was shocked, Lear slashed his face and unleashed a "Five Thunder Demon Descending Spell", which shook the two necromantic knights into powder! No longer need to chant the spell to release Dumb and Ah Gua in the "Demon Refining Gourd"! Pick up the broken stone fragment "Falling Knife" hanging from his waist and slash at the old magician.

The old necromancer never thought that the young man would be able to fight back in such a situation, the weakest thing for a mage is the body, and for the necromancer who deals with corpses all day, the body is even weaker.

I had to raise my hand like a ghost's claw to stop the stone knife that was quickly chopped by my ears.

"Broken Knife"!

The meteorite that Lear picked up from the great forest of Black Mountain is the nemesis of all necromantic creatures, the legendary Demon God's Blade, which may not be easy to cut through tofu, but for necromancers, it is an incomparably sharp murder knife!

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and his claw-like hand was interrupted, but the summons were grabbed by a skull-like hand, and the crow of the stupid bird that had been watching by the side flew over with a whoosh.

Pick up that thin hand, and fly away without a trace in the blink of an eye! The thief bird doesn't know if he fell in love with this skeletal hand, or if he had a crush on this skeletal hand, or the five or six shiny rings on his thin fingers!

The "Broken Knife" lit up strangely, and the mutation suddenly changed.

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