Dead silence, absolute dead silence.

At this moment, the whole courtyard was silent.

The only sound that existed between heaven and earth was the sound of the winter wind that kept rolling up white fragments.

The moment Victor raised his hand, everyone was conscious.

The spear that had bounced off had been re-ejected by Victor using magic.

At this time, no one dared to speak.

Countless nobles could only stand in place in a daze.

The last picture reflected in their eyes was the ecstasy in despair in the eyes of the second prince who had turned into a bull-headed demon.

However, the ecstasy was fleeting.

As the cold voice sounded, everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on Victor's body.

The massive Minotaur fell limply to the ground, the red light in its deep eyes completely dimmed.

It symbolizes that it will never be able to make a sound again.

At the same time, Leah, who was in the distance, had already emptied her brain.

She stared blankly at the minotaur who could no longer move, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously:

"That'...... The second prince...... No, no, no, that demon ......"

He ...... Dead? ”

What happened just now?

Can the head of the Rayser family fly?

No, no, not the question.

Victor killed the second prince!?

Right, right! That's it!

At that moment, Leah took a deep breath and finally collapsed weakly into Gwen's arms beside her.

It's over, it's all over.

The witcher with a wide hood on the side also raised his head slightly, and his eyes hidden in the shadows also fell on the corpse of the second prince.

At this moment, there is no one else's voice.

Only a heavy silence enveloped everyone present.

At the same time, above the sky, a sound of self-talk sounded.

"Huh? So that's the case? ”

At this time, Kocot was lying on the clouds in a very comfortable position.

She propped her cheeks in her hands and bobbed her feet back and forth.

As his gaze fell on Nalipoot's body, a flash of sudden realization flashed in Kocot's clear eyes.

To put it simply, she saw the layer of defensive golden light that had just appeared on the second prince's body.

No wonder Victor asked her to warn the Mage Council in the first place.

At first, she thought that Victor was going to ask her to invite the people of the Mage Council to come to the empire to deal with demons.

Now it looks like a bigger fish has been caught.

Looking at Lipoot, who was glowing with golden light beside him, Kocot propped his face, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

"So, how do you keep it?"

However, before she could start thinking, a new situation arose below.

A gurgling sound slowly rang out from the shattered courtyard.

The moment the voice sounded, everyone's eyes were on the source of the sound.

That's the second prince.

At this moment, his bull head body seemed to turn into a boiling liquid, and black foam appeared on the surface of his body.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the demon attached to the surface of the second prince's body began to slowly peel away from him.

Loose black smoke condensed into a cloud and slid down the second prince's shirt like molten flesh.

A strong fishy smell instantly permeated the entire courtyard.

Until the minotaur demon's flesh and blood were all detached, revealing Oweyser's body.

He seemed to have replaced the Minotaur Demon just now, lying on the ground, motionless.

Obviously his eyes were open, but his eyes were empty and he looked godless.

And on his limbs, lips, and forehead, there are still incomparably oozing flesh holes.

A deep silence swept over the crowd again.

But this time, the voice of the eldest prince suddenly sounded in silence:

"O'...... Oweyser! ”

Albanny almost subconsciously pounced in front of Oweyser.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, shaking his unresponsive body.

But, as if he had lost his breath, Oweyser did not react at all.

The nobles who watched this scene were like a thunderbolt in their heads, constantly exploding in their heads.

Die...... He's dead?

The second prince is dead!?

Those nobles who originally supported the succession of the second prince witnessed this scene, and their eyes suddenly went dark.

Almost instantly, the heavy reality swallowed them mercilessly, making them collapse unacceptably to the side.

But fortunately, there were people around them to support their bodies so that their heads did not touch the ground.

"Baron Hunter, are you alright?"

The nobleman, who almost fell, was helped up by the man next to him, and he smiled kindly at the other person and took a deep breath.

But all of them knew it, and they all tacitly fell silent.

The two princes and the faction are completely over.

And seeing this friendly atmosphere of 'brotherhood, brotherhood, brotherhood', Claudia did not have any compassion in her eyes.

She slowly removed the silver mask from her face, revealing her own face.

Half of the face looked normal, while the other half of the face was painted with blood-red lines.

In the end, she looked at the unconscious second prince mercilessly, and gave an order lightly.

"Take the second prince away."

The demon hunters who had received the order moved quickly, ignoring everyone present.

And in front of the eldest prince, he forcibly dragged the body of the second prince away from the courtyard.

Albanny could only watch the second prince gradually disappear.

Half-kneeling on the ground, he slowly looked up at Claudia, who had given the order.

He could see his mother's face clearly.

In particular, the half of the face painted with red lines filled him with strong strangeness.

"Mother, Owetha ......"

"He needs to take responsibility for everything he does."

After that, she never looked at Albany again.

Moved his gaze to Victor and Lipoot's side.

After all that had just happened, everyone knew that there was definitely something wrong with Lipoot.

Claudia, in particular, felt the mysterious power of Lipoot most intuitively.

The golden countercurrent that could bounce her attacks away was definitely no accident.

And most importantly, everything that is happening here today is with the participation of Lipoot.

Whether it's the chaos in the South, or the demons that appear today.

However, what made her a little incomprehensible was that Lipoot didn't seem to care if Oweyser lived or died.

After Oweyser was attacked, he was only momentarily stunned.

It wasn't until Oweyser was taken away that Lipoot put on a relieved smile again.

His gaze was locked tightly on Victor, and his eyes glowed with a golden streamer:

"Victor Kravenna."

"I've been following you, from the moment you no longer settle for the ordinary."

At this moment, Lipoot suddenly raised his head, and his golden eyes casually glanced over the nobles present.

Whenever his gaze fell on one of the nobles, that nobleman would subconsciously lower his head and involuntarily avoid his gaze.

And Lipoot just looked at the reactions of the nobles around him with amusement, and continued:

"You should know better than I know the squalor of this group."

"They are greedy, they are selfish."

"Their desires will never be satisfied."

Every time he said a word, the nobles around him would recall with shame the humiliation of their bickering over a few gold coins.

The more they recall, the lower their backs become.

Lipoot slowly turned his head, his gaze relocked on Victor.

He narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be a magical and strong temptation in his words:

"But you, Victor, you're different."

"You are born with a very high self-esteem and never bow down to anyone. That's where you get criticized. ”

Geniuses are always lonely, and unsociable geniuses are isolated.

The former Victor proved this very well.

He was also a nobleman, but he despised everyone equally.

"Because you know how dirty they are!"

Lipoot roared angrily.

His whole body began to lean back, and he raised his head to look at the sky.

With the rapid flow of golden quicksand in his eyes, the deep clouds seemed to be torn open a slender crack.

A faint light fell in the air, draped over his handsome face.

Bathed in the light, Libiot slowly closed his eyes:

"Therefore, the world needs a complete reshuffle."

His voice was soft, but it seemed to have a shocking trill.

It is like the solemn bell ringing melodiously in the church, causing a strong resonance to reverberate.

This sentence made the eyes of all the nobles widen, and shock and incredible emotions intertwined on their faces.

In full view, Lipoot smiled and looked at Victor again:

"Victor, you're strong, so strong that you won't be swayed by emotions."

"I've always admired you."

"So ......"

Bathed in golden light, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Victor.

"Join us and let us change this sordid ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the figure in the pitch-black trench coat flashed in front of Lipoot's calm face.

And throw a punch at him in the face.

The high-speed fist sliced through the space, sending off a powerful explosion of air before Lipoot's face.

The surrounding voices seemed to fall silent with the punch.

Lipoot, on the other hand, watched all this calmly, his eyes flashing with disdainful golden light.

How can the mage's fist break my proud defense......

Click.

With a clear cracking sound, the punch landed firmly in Lipoot's face.

At this moment, the barrier of golden light in front of his face was shattered and a slight crack opened.

In an instant, the crack began to gradually expand, and countless subtle cracks broke around the fist landing point.

Click!

Bang!

A crisp shattering sound sounded, and countless tiny golden fragments were scattered in the air.

Before Lipoot could open his eyes, he saw that Victor's punch had landed on his face.

Boom ——!!!

Blessed by the terrifying power, Lipoot's face collapsed in large chunks.

The flesh shook in waves, and even the jaw was twisted.

Under that punch, a violent wave of qi was set off from Victor's feet, spreading violently in all directions.

Countless nobles were blown away by this wave and couldn't open their eyes, they could only raise their hands and try to cover them.

And Lipoot had already drawn a long golden trail with the shattered golden light and fragments.

Like a meteor, with a trail, it flew far away with that wave of air.

Rumble!

There was a terrible sound of stone shattering, and Lipoot smashed into the courtyard walls.

His limbs were twisted and he was foaming at the mouth.

At that moment, even the golden pupils lost focus.

The nobles put down their hands in a daze, and their brains suddenly 'buzzed' and fell into a blank.

Suddenly, they realized something, and everyone's eyes were looking in Victor's direction.

At some point, in his left hand, he grasped a golden bird's head staff.

The staff seemed to be still flowing with magic, constantly transmitting some kind of power on Victor's arm.

One of his eyes shimmered with a faint blue light, like a flame swaying in the air.

Even the pitch-black crow on his shoulders was draped in a faint blue.

As if he had done something insignificant, Victor withdrew his right fist and shook it casually.

In the midst of everyone's wide-eyed astonishment and bewilderment, his voice sounded coldly:

"Did I let you speak?"