There was a dead silence in the Victory Palace, and the nobles of all countries looked at Spease in horror with a hideous aura on his face. And the knights of the Bloody Knights, who walked slowly around, but gave people a feeling of 'crushing', made some timid nobles tremble.

"It's the murderer!" muttered an unknown old nobleman.

Spart turned his head and grinned at the old nobleman, and the blood in his eyes flashed slightly, and the old nobleman howled, and both eyes burst open at the same time, and the blood was all over his face. Spart sneered, "Murderer, I don't like that!"

Holding the neck of the Holy Light I, Spett slowly, slowly pressed the Holy Light I, forcing him to slowly bend down towards him. He said in a low voice: "In front of me, even if it is the emperor, you should kneel down and salute, right? Kneel, otherwise, I will break your neck now!"

The corners of his eyes jumped in anger, and he shouted in a dark voice, "Prince Speight, do you dare to violate the covenant of the gods?"

Spart let out a fussy 'wow', then drew his long sword and slashed off the left hand of the Holy Light I with a clean sword. A dazzling silver glow erupted from the wound, and the Holy Light I snorted in pain, and his body trembled violently.

"Covenant of the Gods?" Spease laughed almost maniacally, "I didn't bother to pay attention to the wordy rules written on those scraps of paper." I have the strength, so I can ravage you and abuse you as much as I want, just as you killed my only descendant, Strön! Someone is responsible, isn't it? Pact of the Gods? What is the point of this pact until I find the murderer of Stronn?"

The 'click' sound was incessant, and the bones of the Holy Light I's neck were cracked one by one, and his face was distorted in pain, but he desperately tried to stand up straight. Spease frowned, and with a flick of his hand, two strong winds struck out, shattering the kneecaps of the Holy Light I. The Holy Light I was unsteady and fell to his knees.

The dignified emperor of the Gallic Empire was forced to kneel in front of the nobles of so many continental countries, and many nobles of the Gallic Empire had dark faces, while those nobles of the Caesar Empire. Even the most arrogant and unreasonable princess Kebelda turned pale with fright.

A sword chopped off the arm of the Holy Light I and smashed his knee to pieces, this is already a hatred that can only be washed away with blood, and the two empires are bound to break out into a monstrous bloody war. And Holy Light I was still forced to kneel?

This is enough to make the two empires mortal enemies for generations, and unless one empire falls, how can this great shame be washed away? No one in Caesar's empire was confident that they would be able to exterminate the other party.

A cold figure flashed out of thin air from behind Speight, this is the demigod who was sitting in the Victory Palace who chased Lin Qi just now and slapped Lin Qi in the back. He was struck by Esther with a magic beyond the forbidden spell, and he also suffered a little cold, and his internal organs were a little shocked, after all, Esther's blow not only used his own strength, but also used the power of a powerful magic channel.

So the demigod was also a little injured. After returning to the Victory Palace, he immediately closed his door to recuperate from his injuries and took the magic potion secretly made by the Temple of Life. This also led to the time when Spart led people to attack the Victory Palace. With all his minds on digesting and absorbing the potion, he didn't have time to deal with it, so that the Holy Light I was in the hands of others.

Standing behind Spease coldly, the demigod said in a deep voice: "Speight, stop! It is already a felony for you to leave the holy mountain without permission, and you dare to attack the king of the secular world, this is enough to make you be punished extremely severely!"

Spart triumphantly forced the Holy Light I to kneel in front of him, and when he heard the demigod's words, he couldn't help grinning: "An extremely severe punishment?

The demigod was silent for a moment. Honestly, he said: "Any demigod is incomparably precious, and no one can deprive you of your life!"

Spart nodded earnestly, he grabbed the neck of Holy Light I, turned around and smiled at the demigod, "So, Elsif, since I killed this unlucky emperor. I won't lose my life, so why don't I go on? My only descendant, Strön, is dead! Do you know how much I love him? I even intended him to be Emperor of Caesar's Empire!"

A sword cut off one of the lower legs of the Holy Light I, and in the terrible howl of the Holy Light I, Spart shouted: "But he was killed! He was shamelessly assassinated! My only descendant, someone dared to assassinate him! This has already violated the so-called covenant of the gods! Alcepha, is it wrong for me to ask the Gallic Empire for the murderer of Strön?"

The demigod named Aicifer was silent, he looked helplessly at the Holy Light I who was controlled by Speight, and then sighed heavily, and took a few steps back helplessly. He said word by word: "The assassin of Stron was not arranged by the Gallic Empire. I've been in the Victory Palace for the past few years, and any decision here can't be hidden from my ears!"

Spease's long sword pointed at Marshal Bean, who was dressed in a marshal's dress and surrounded by a group of guards.

"Are you sure, then, that it was not the other people in the Gallic Empire who arranged such a killer?, for example, some marshal who wanted to provoke an imperial war in order to gain more power, more land, and more resources?"

Marshal Bean's face suddenly darkened, and he pursed his lips without saying a word. In recent years, there has been friction between the Gallic Empire and the Caesar Empire on the border line, and under the deliberate guidance of some high-level figures, the Gaul Empire did have plans to start a war and occupy two or three provinces of the Caesar Empire.

But the pretext for war would never be such a thing as the assassination of Tronn. After all, Stronn is a demigod descendant, his status is noble, and there are several demigod powerhouses of the Caesar Empire standing behind him, no matter how stupid the Gallic Empire is, it will not do such a thing.

"Don't you dare to explain, is it a weak heart?" Spart opened his mouth and laughed: "Weak heart, little one! You killed Tronne, isn't it? My only descendant! Do you know how difficult it is for a demigod to leave a descendant?"

Spart roared word by word: "Even if all the beauties of the entire Gallic Empire let me turn again, I may not be able to give birth to another child! Damn, you damn things, you have destroyed my only descendant!"

A flash of golden light flashed in the void, and a huge eye suddenly appeared. A large group of clergy dressed in robes appeared in the sky above the Victory Palace, led by seven demigods wearing pure white Dawn Temple robes, holding scepters, and exuding an aura that was only stronger than that of Speight.

In addition to these seven demigod powerhouses of the Dawn Temple, there were also more than ten demigods from the Punishment Temple, the War Temple, and the Void Temple. This force in the Western Continent is enough to destroy an empire in an instant, and once they go to war, the continent within a radius of thousands of miles will be shattered by them in a short period of time.

"Spease, let go of His Majesty the Holy Light I!" the demigod in the center of the Dawn Temple said coldly, "Otherwise, the Caesar Empire will be severely punished." ”

Spease rolled his eyes, he chopped off the other leg of the Holy Light I with a sword in his hand, he looked at the demigod mockingly and sneered: "If the church dares to touch a hair of the Caesar Empire, I will kill all the people of the Gallic Empire!"

Wright?Dawn, a descendant of the Dawn Temple's Eight Classics, is also the chief elder of the Bright Elders of the Dawn Temple, and has the strength of a demigod mid-rank. Compared with the 'young' Speight, Wright Dawn alone can comprehensively suppress Speight.

But the Holy Light I was in the hands of Speight, even if he was too much stronger than Speight, Wright Dawn did not dare to make a random move.

You must know that the Holy Light I, it was the Dawn Temple that used countless efforts and incomparably huge resources, and it was easy to coordinate the relationship between all aspects of the church, and it took more than ten years to become the spokesperson of the throne!

"Speeter!" Wright's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "Perhaps, the entire Andolm family will be punished!"

Speight's eyes blinked, and he suddenly laughed: "You ......"

Bright white light erupted from Dawn's eyes, and the pillar of light shrouded Spett's body, he interrupted Speight's words, and said in a cold and ruthless voice: "Just a royal family of Caesar's Empire...... We can afford to lose! Even if it requires the Temple of Dawn to pay a small price, the glory of the God of Dawn will never tolerate the slightest defilement or offense!"

Speight's face suddenly distorted, and he grabbed the neck of the Holy Light I, looking at Wright Dawn in a frenzy.

Spease suddenly realized that this group of gods in the Temple of Dawn was even more crazy than those religious madmen in the Temple of Punishment - under the light, no alien forces were allowed to exist, this was the slogan of the Dawn Gods!

The Temple of Punishment is only to punish heresy, but in the secret doctrine of the Temple of Dawn, it wants to 'purify' all the other temples of the church!

Gasping for air, Spart hesitantly looked at the Holy Light I in his grasp.

Strön's death, in Speight's simple braincase, was definitely related to the Gallic Empire. Kill the Light I and kill all the royals of the Gallic Empire to remove the hatred from his heart. But if you want to catch up with the royal family of the Gallic Empire, then ......

Although Sparrow was furious at Stronn's death, he had not yet become a madman.

Holding his sword tightly, Spart hesitated. ()