"You ...... When did you mutiny? ”

He looked at the guards surrounding him and asked coldly.

"Mutiny? No, these loyal guards never mutinied. ”

Her Royal Highness answered for them.

"Their allegiance has never been to you, not you, the Prime Minister, their loyalty has always been to the whole Weta family, and the weapons in their hands have always been waved for the whole Weta family, not for someone, some incompetent arrogant careerist."

Her Royal Highness's reply was like an invisible whip that slapped Manuel in the face, making his face even more pale.

"Manuel, they didn't betray you, never."

"They just saw clearly who was qualified to lead the Weta Clan forward, and who was the true king of the Vita Clan."

"Everyone in the palace now knows who the real king of the Vita clan is."

"And that person, it's undoubtedly not you!"

What does that mean?

Are you proudly announcing to me that the palace is now full of your people, and that there is not a single loyal supporter of my Manuel side by my side?

"Enough!"

Manuel suddenly roared loudly, and a violent wave of qi erupted around his body, shaking all the guards into the air.

Pitch-black magic surged out of him, like a rolling storm, tearing and shattering everything in the temple.

The light of the hall suddenly became extremely gray and dim, because all the light was absorbed by the black and depraved magic like a quagmire, and a pair of hideously curved demonic horns grew from the sides of his head, and the power was terrifying.

The terrifying air pressure enveloped the entire council hall, and the guards hurriedly gathered to guard in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess, holding up a meager magic shield.

Manuel's eyes flickered with a deep scarlet light, suspended in midair.

Under his magical storm, the guards who struggled to support them were like a small boat on the sea that could be overturned by the waves at any moment, fragile and vulnerable.

And on that ship, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who stood proudly in white clothes and white skirts, was nothing more than an ant that could be pinched to death with one finger in his eyes.

He was fed up with all this red tape, he tore off the mask on his face and didn't want to pretend anymore.

"Let me teach you one of the most important truths, Silul. In this world, after all, you still have to speak with your fists. ”

"Even if you rebelled against everyone in the palace, even if you made them rebel from my hands and won their oath of allegiance, so what? Is it that my busy official duties have made you arrogant and forget a fact-"

"I'm the strongest of the Weta clan today! As long as I don't allow it, even if you have many supporters, even if you think that the whole palace is at your command, you don't even want to set one foot out of the palace gates! ”

Rumble!

With a flick of his hand, the enveloping storm of magic suddenly went berserk, like thousands of invisible knives spinning wildly and strangling everyone.

The magic shield held out by the guards shattered with a bang in front of such a powerful magical storm, and as soon as the storm rolled, these loyal guards fell like cut wheat.

Manuel didn't kill them, every Vita was the toughest and bravest warrior, and when the dust settled, these traitors could be sent directly to the front line for disposal.

In the field, only Her Royal Highness the princess remained.

"Now, I might as well tell you my true plans, Hilul, my good niece."

The corners of Manuel's mouth slowly rose to reveal a hearty laugh.

"I have been preparing a forbidden magic ritual for you, a magic ritual that can truly save the Vita clan, a ritual that turns the so-called king into a puppet."

The feeling of tearing off the disguise excites him and delights him.

He had been bound by the so-called prime minister's body for too long, by the old king's deathbed plea for too long, and now, he could finally break free from these shackles, break free from these chains, and show his true self.

"You may wonder, what kind of way to save the Wettars? Then I'll tell you, the reason why the Vita clan is in this situation is because of you incompetent kings! ”

"You have the most terrifying and vast magic power in the world, and you have the power to slaughter and conquer the entire Loren continent, but you have never been able to fully use such power, because you have to maintain your mind, keep your sanity, because you are reluctant to die! You can't control this force! ”

"In this way, what qualifications do you have to lead the Vita clan, and what qualifications do you have to claim to be kings!"

"It's better to become my puppet, and let me control this power for you, and let me control you and rule the whole world!"

Manuel raised his hand and shouted.

He has never been willing to be a loyal old minister who assists the new king, and many years later, in history, he may not even be remembered by name.

"You, and the kings of the past, you can't save the Vita family, only me, I am the real savior, I am the destined king in this world!"

If he wants to do it, he will be the new king of the Vita clan, the new king who rules the Loren continent!

As long as he can turn the crowned Hilul into a puppet, as long as he has mastered this vast and infinite power, what can't he do?

"Manuel, you're just an arrogant and incompetent careerist."

Hilul looked at Manuel with an arrogant and fanatical face, as if she were looking at a stupid and unaware madman.

"Even if you make me a puppet and try to control the infinite power of the curse, as the one who controls the puppet, how do you know that the power of the curse will not spread along the connection between you and the puppet?"

Manuel's expression froze.

"Have you never thought about such a question? Or is it that your reason has been blinded by greed and ignorant ambition? ”

"And say that he is a real savior."

Xiluel shook her head and sighed, "You, sure enough, have already gone crazy. ”

She turned away, no longer looking at Manuel, who looked dull and suspicious, and walked straight out of the main hall.

"Stop, where are you going!" Manuel snapped at her.

"The sanctuary of prayer, where the crown of thorns is enshrined, isn't it?" Xiluer replied without looking back, "You also know that the front line is urgent, and there is no time to continue talking nonsense with you here, I will go to the crown and be crowned now." ”

"I said, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Manuel angrily stretched out his hand at her, and the dark magic turned into a huge chain and bound away to the princess.

[Ghost Chain]!

"Manuel, haven't you thought about it from beginning to end, I know that you are a strong man at the Sun Wheel level, and you are far from being superior to your strength before wearing a crown and crowning, why do I dare to show you a showdown, provoke you like this, and ignore you?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess turned around suddenly, and in Manuel's shocked eyes, the chain of ghosts that even the Sun Wheel level powerhouses had to struggle to block had to break away silently before she approached.

"Now, I'll tell you why I'm the destined king of the Weta family, and why I'm the only one who can make Weta great again."

She looked at the old lion with a look of madness.

Obviously, she was standing on the ground at this moment, and Manuel was suspended in the sky, but Manuel's enthusiasm gave rise to a strange sense of confusion that she looked down on.

"Once, when our homes were destroyed and the world we live on was on the verge of collapse, a great god who passed by our world took pity on the difficulty of surviving and told us how to take refuge in another world."

Manuel's brow furrowed, not knowing what Hilul meant by suddenly mentioning this story, which had long been regarded as a fairy tale by the Weta clan, only to hear her continue.

"God says that even if we come to a new land, our people will have a hard time living and will have to struggle to survive. God said, but it doesn't matter, one day, He will send down again to guide us out of our troubles! ”

The more she spoke, the more powerful her body became, and her whole body seemed to exude a grand and sacred light, illuminating the entire hall.

The more Manuel listened, the more frightened he became, and a sense of panic, panic, and panic uncontrollably appeared in his heart.

Could it be ...... Could it be ......

His heart began to tremble, his hands began to tremble, and his legs began to tremble, for the bad premonition in his heart grew stronger, and the voice of Hilul grew louder and louder.

For he heard her say:

"Now, the original god has lowered his gaze again and sent down guidance for our people!"

"And I, Hilul. Vita, the future King of Vita, is the one who bears the oracle, the one chosen by the gods to change the fate of the Weta family, the one who is destined by heaven! ”

"Manuel, you rebel, don't kneel yet!"

Rumble!

From the infinite height and infinite distance of the universe, a gaze seemed to fall down.

This Rilun-level Weta Clan's strongest man stood proudly in the air in disbelief a moment ago, unable to believe that the stories in the fairy tales and legends that had been passed down for thousands of years in the Weta Clan were true, and he couldn't believe that Xiluer had really received God's help and guidance.

In the next moment, the formless, colorless, and unimaginably vast divine power descended from the sky.

His whole body was like a worm struck by lightning, and he fell from mid-air with a snap.

The knee that was trying to straighten up just a little bit before it was bent with a click.

He couldn't lift his head, he couldn't straighten his waist, and the whole person knelt on the ground in a funny and embarrassed posture, kneeling in front of Xiluer, and could only see the other party's black buckskin boots, trampling in front of him contemptuously.

I'll just ...... So defeated?

The old lion still couldn't believe what was in front of him, and couldn't accept what Hilul had said.

No way! When pigs fly!

What a god!

This must be the hole card left by the old king, a powerful one-time magic, she must be bluffing, so she is making a fool of herself!

Definitely!

At this moment, a figure suddenly broke into the hall.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the comer, it was Barry!

His loyal Barry!

Barry, it's a good time to come!

Now I'm controlled here by the one-time magic old king that Hilul used to give her hole cards, but that's okay, don't look at me so embarrassed.

As long as you shoot at her, attack her, and puncture her shell, I'll be able to make a comeback in no time!

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the magic ritual prepared by the old thing has been completely destroyed by his subordinates, and these are precious forbidden materials found from his secret vault."

Barry loyally knelt down to the princess and presented his belongings.

Seeing this scene, Manuel was completely stunned.

His mind suddenly remembered what Hilul had just said: everyone in the palace knew who the real king of the Weta clan was, and that person was undoubtedly not you.

Isn't it me?

He hung his head completely in despair, and greeted his defeat.

In the island villa.

Li Jing smacked his lips and looked at the remaining fifteen hundred faith points on the panel.

"What, I thought this old Deng was so powerful, I deliberately saved two thousand points to make sure it was foolproof."

"I didn't expect you to kneel just five hundred points?"

(End of chapter)