Chapter 1752: The curtain of turmoil opens
On the eve of the coup, even Rasteha, who has become increasingly hysterical in recent years, felt a strange atmosphere.
Although he repeatedly asked Bonsandi to get no answers, Rastaha, out of an instinct to survive, stepped up his guard near his palace.
However, he didn't know at this time that the voodoo guards, the pride of the Golden Family, had long since lost faith in him for constantly making stupid mistakes.
Under the co-optation of Tarangi, most of the guards secretly took refuge in Her Royal Highness the princess, who had a promising future.
Without Tarangi's orders, the guards guarding the palace would not really fight the rebels instigated by the Council of Zanshuli, just put on a show.
On the day of the coup, under the protection of the Guards, Rastaha temporarily put aside his lingering worries and arrived in the throne hall with his head held high to prepare for the day's work.
At this time, Sarian had secretly infiltrated Dazaro under the arrangement of Bonsandy, and he and Bonsandy sat in a row at the very top of the giant seal, looking forward to the upcoming turmoil below.
"Oh! It's time to get started! β
Seeing that the speaker of the Zanshuli Assembly, Yazma, could not hide his excitement and began to challenge Rastaha, who was frowning, Bonsandy, who could not hear the conversation between the two clearly, scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry.
Sarian rolled his eyes angrily: "You want to eat melons up close?" Then go ahead, leave me alone, anyway, you, the king, have plenty of reasons to participate in this upcoming drama. β
"Hehe~" Bonsandy rubbed his hands and asked tentatively, "That'...... I'll go down first? β
"Go, go!" Salian waved his hand impatiently: "As long as you don't interfere with the direction of the overall situation, I don't bother to care about your specific actions." β
Rastaha is no longer the mighty king he once was, but now, no matter how stupid he is, he should sense that something is wrong.
Bonsandi's timely arrival was a reassuring reassurance, and with the new king Loa, who could defeat Lezan head-on, Rastaha was sure that even if Shadra was instigated by Yazma to rebel, Rastaha was confident that he would suppress the Zanshuli Council.
Salaan glanced at Rastaha, who seemed to be confident, with pity: "Cherish your last kingly days, the curtain is about to open." β
Although the show is quite interesting, Sarren is not here to watch the show.
As the restless mood gradually spread among all the ministers present at the meeting, Sarian unabashedly turned on the Eagle Eye Technique.
Anyone who has been watched by Eagle Eye can feel a chill coming, but at this time they are all focused on the armed coup d'Γ©tat that has been officially launched, and subconsciously think that this chill is from the anger of Rastaha.
As the initiator and leader of the coup, Yazma, the chief priest of Shadra and the speaker of the Zanshuli Assembly, was the first to bear the wrath of Rastaha.
"Sure enough......"
Ignoring Rastaha and Yazma, who had already fought hard, Salian saw a striking shadow in the soul of the female troll, who was no longer too old.
In addition to Yazma, who was the leader of the coup, Zakhadze, who followed in her footsteps, did not escape Gohorn's demagoguery.
On the contrary, the deformed troll Vokkar, who is widely believed to be Yazma's henchman, has a very pure soul and has not been bewitched by external forces.
Below the Council of Zanshuli, more than 30% of the ministers of the Zandala Empire have been infected with the power of the Void originating from Gohorn, and these people are also the most radical people at the moment.
There is no turning back from the bow, and since the skin has been torn, this coup can only end after you fight to the death.
With the power of the new king, Loabon Sandi, Rastaha's personal strength in his twilight years was still unrivaled in the whole clan, and he single-handedly suppressed many members of the Zanshuli Council, and even the battle was one-sided.
But in the midst of such large-scale upheaval, individual victories cannot turn the tide after all.
The voodoo guards, who had high hopes for Rastaha, were quickly repelled by the rebels' "surprise attack", and could only escort Rastaha to the palace.
The three Dasaro royal families, who should have stepped forward in time to escort him, did not move, and Rastaha, who noticed this, felt a chill in his heart.
Even though Bonsandi was strong on his own and faced multiple rivals Loa, Rastaha didn't think he would be able to win the eventual victory.
But he soon didn't have to think about it anymore.
The change of mentality inevitably affected Rastaha's original indomitable momentum, and the sequelae caused by the replacement of the kings Loa began to find him.
Falling into a state of incongruity at the same time, Rastaha changed his previous stance of taking the initiative to attack and was forced to temporarily take the defensive, intending to survive this period of weakness first.
However, Yazma and the others, who had already found out the state of Rastaha in advance, had no reason to let go of this opportunity to kill.
In fact, all Loa, including Shadra, the spider enshrined by the Yazma family, had no intention of intervening in this infighting between mortals.
No matter who is new to power, it is inevitable that Loa's influence will be used to stabilize the situation, and it is wise not to blindly take sides.
Sarean didn't care whether Rastaha was alive or dead, his eyes were fixed on Yazma, whose soul shadow was growing more and more.
"Sadly, the moment your long-cherished wish is fulfilled, it will be time for Gohorn to take your will once and for all."
Sarean hooked the corners of his mouth with a smirk: "Yazma, Chief Priest of Shadra, you are destined not to see with your own eyes the moment when you climb to the pinnacle of Zandalara's power. β
The Elder Gods can magnify the dark side of people's hearts to the extreme, and the man-made Elder God of Gohorn is no exception.
He didn't care what Yazma's ambitions were, Gohorn had his own plan, and the primary goal of the coup was to destroy the giant seal in Dasaro.
Unexpected, reasonable.
When Princess Tarangi arrived at the scene after being notified by Zur and Bonsandy, she happened to see her father being stabbed through the heart with Yazmana's dagger wrapped in dark purple strange power.
"No!"
Tarangi sadly tries to catch Rastaha, who is lying to the ground, but due to the deep infection of the power of the Old God, Rastaha is forcibly transformed into a faceless being who has lost his sense of self before he can say his last words.
At the pull of Zur and Woking, Tarangi was forcibly removed from Rastaha, the Faceless Being, who had lost his sense of friend or foe.
"Yazma!" Tarangi forcibly resisted his sadness and asked Yazma, who was smiling strangely, "We clearly said that we would not harm my father's life!" Why should you break the promise! β
"It's too late to say that now."
Sarjan, who had been sitting on top of the giant seal, suddenly appeared beside Tarangi.
Due to his use of the dragon's unique transfiguration spell, in the eyes of everyone present, he was just an ordinary Zandalar troll with an unremarkable appearance.
"Zur, Woking, protect Tarangi."
Sarjan's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Yazma, who was completely consumed by the Dark Will: "She is no longer Yazma, but Gohorn's remote puppet. β
"What?!"
Zur and Woking had already prepared for this, and the Zanshuli Council and ministers, including Zakhazec, were unaware of it.
"Isn't it?"
Born in the Shanu Clan, Zakhaze's expression changed dramatically, and he immediately began to check his physical condition.
Unfortunately, Gohorn's "bounty" was not so easy to take, and it was too late for those who coveted power to resist his will until the end.
"Uhh
Unlike Yazma, who was gradually going dark, all the ministers who had received Gohorn's "blessing", including Zakhadze, let out screams of pain, their bodies were rapidly dissolving, and it was only a matter of time before they were forcibly transformed into faceless.
Although the troll Volkar is powerful, his brain is not easy to use, and the constant outbreaks of mutations around him make Vokal a little confused.
"Vokar, come here."
Zur's call finally found a way for the simple-minded deformed troll to move forward, and he did not hesitate to abandon Yazma, who had already begun to distort, and came to Zur's side.
'Oh? β
Sarian took the time to glance at Zur with a solemn expression from the corner of his eye: "Heh~ Old fox, sure enough, there is still a hand, this big guy who seems to have no brains is the internal response you left in the Zanshuli Council." β
The thought in his head flashed, and Sarjan quickly returned his attention to Yazma, who grinned beyond the limits of the troll.
"Hee-hee! Hee-hee-hee-hee! β
Yazma, who was holding the Void Dagger high, smiled and looked up at the giant seal that was still functioning normally, and all the power on Zakaze and the other half-faceless people was extracted and gathered on "Yazma", and a dark purple ball of energy light quickly appeared at the top of the dagger.
"My Freedom...... Freely! (End of chapter)