"how so?"
The emaciated Prince Ping gradually became sober from the monotonous, cold, and trembling breath.
He saw that tall figure, the big brother he was afraid of, corroded into a skeleton in a short period of time, and his figure gradually fell down. He couldn't help trembling, and looked at Grand Duke Tulip.
"Is this all arranged by you?"
Grand Duke Tulip was barely able to escape from the freezing of the icy law breath.
There is no way for a mortal to resist the power of Zhigao, even if it is just a breath.
Grand Duke Tulip said calmly, "I didn't do anything."
Immediately afterwards, he smiled lightly.
With a calm look, Grand Duke Tulip said meaningfully: "Man is very complicated, but God is very simple. As long as you give him faith, he will give you everything, so I just made a deal with God, using the faith of the Principality of Gran Conditions, that's all."
"Then all of this is God's will?"
Prince Ping felt like a marionette in the hands of Grand Duke Tulip.
"You can say that."
Grand Duke Tulip stared at the nearby ruins and countless corpses.
"I have to admit, it was a gorgeous show."
Sighing slightly, Grand Duke Tulip sneered sarcastically.
"Did you see, from the beginning to the end, we didn't do anything, and I even dismissed the most powerful assistants under my command and sent them to hunt down and kill the insignificant Prince Chen, but as long as you can offer enough faith to God, Even if it is a monkey, he will lift it to the highest throne through a series of gorgeous performances, so... many things in this world cannot be obtained through hard work."
"You say I'm a monkey?"
"We're all monkeys."
Grand Duke Tulip responded with relief, but added: "But he is the king of monkeys."
Grand Duke Tulip patted Prince Ping on the shoulder and smiled.
"Let's go, go to see your father, there is nothing to be afraid of, you are now the sole heir to the principality, and rule this country with the will of God, you look at their eyes, they are all afraid of you, this is the power of kingship, as long as you Without betraying the great God, it will all be yours forever."
Prince Ping looked at the crowd.
Shatuoluo, who took away the Tears of Dawn, tried his best to escape into the distance.
After killing Prince Bo, the hand of death killed himself in public!
One by one, like ghosts, the shadows of Deadpool who defied gravity stopped in mid-air, and the frontmost shadow of Deadpool was only a hundred meters away from him.
The royal magician advisors, with ugly faces, no longer stepped forward, fearful.
Even the Royal Sky Knights descended from the sky one after another, lowering their noble heads.
All this seems like a shadow and a dream.
At this moment.
A giant bird jumping up and down from the back of a sky knight is one of the powerful followers of Duke Tulip, who is responsible for chasing and killing Prince Chen.
But at this moment, he was really embarrassed.
Looking anxious, he whispered in Duke Tulip's ear.
"My lord, the plan has failed."
Grand Duke Tulip slowly turned his head and looked at this man with a deep and depressing coldness in his eyes.
With blood on his forehead, the knight blamed himself: "Two groups of mysterious people suddenly appeared to help him leave. I am sending more pursuers there!"
After thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and added, "I was among a group of people, and I found Aurora's storage ring!"
The pupils of Grand Duke Tulip's eyes shrank suddenly, and he waved his hand slowly.
The knight stepped back.
Prince Ping, who was immersed in the joy of power, gradually couldn't restrain his inner surge.
He looked at Grand Duke Tulip, noticed his abnormality, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, let's go!"
…
King's bedchamber.
A person ran outside the door.
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Bo...he was assassinated by him, and Prince Ping is rushing in with the nobles headed by the four Dukes!"
"Oh, I see."
The voice is very calm.
The old king was supported by the guards, and looked at the trembling Vachinna, the mother of Prince Chen.
At this moment, she was crying like a tearful person.
The old king's eyes were very gentle.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
With the support of the guards, the old king tremblingly lifted Vachinna up.
Wiping the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with his right hand, the old king said softly, "Don't you want your son to live and make him the future king of this country?"
His eyes were gentle, as if looking at a beautiful work of art.
"Look at my three sons. The eldest son is reckless and tough. He was originally a good candidate for the country's future reforms. Unfortunately, he is too simple and believes in his own strength too much."
Shaking his head and sighing, it seems that Prince Bo's death had already been expected by him.
"I gave him many opportunities, but in the end he didn't see through the fact that he was a puppet of the Holy See. He should have been on guard against the hand of death. As the king of a country, he can only believe in the power in his hands , and rights come from resources!"
"My second son, indecisive, weak-tempered, look at those nobles, do everything possible to support him, the Holy See and the Temple of the Goddess have tried him, well, he is indeed a perfect puppet, the temple has gained faith, and the nobles have gained Interests, it seems that everything is good, but this country has lost its future."
He sneered.
"Look at our son, Vachinna, how perfect, the betrayal of the Temple of Wisdom filled his heart with hatred, the contempt of the Holy See made him no longer believe in it, and the nobles of the Principality completely ignored it and made him Angry, but no matter what kind of adversity, he never gave up, because he knew that instead of begging others, only the power he firmly grasped in his own hands is the most real!"
The old king said gently: "Do you know why more and more countries are eager to gain the power of scholars?"
"Wooooow."
Vachina wept.
He shook his head slowly, unable to speak, and sat limply on the ground, crying like a tearful man.
"Because, scholars need the support of the country every step of their growth. They can be constrained by secular forces and can never be superior. All their strength comes from the prosperity of the country."
The old king stroked Vachinna's beautiful face, sighed, his eyes were full of reluctance.
"Hurry up, it's too late."
He kicked the white rope towards Vaciena.
"You have to make some sacrifices for this country, for our son, otherwise he will never be the king of this country, a true Granite, so please go for our son die."
"No, no, no! I don't want to die, I..."
Vachinna struggled in despair, begged bitterly, wept unceasingly, and retreated.
Impatient, the old king waved his hand, signaling the guards around him to help her.
Soon, the beautiful Princess Xilan successfully hanged herself.
"The nobles of the principality forced their mother to death, tsk tsk, what a good story of revenge."
The maid beside Vachinna looked pale.
She looked at the old king, looked at the sadness on his face, but said such words in her mouth, she tried her best not to lose control due to excessive trembling, tried her best not to cry, and wanted everyone to ignore her.
However, the old king's eyes still looked over.
"Your master died for the country, don't you suffer?"
"Master died a great death, this is her supreme honor."
The maid didn't know how she said the words, but she knew that her voice must be very hoarse and unpleasant.
"Um."
The old king nodded and said with satisfaction: "In that case, I will bestow this honor on you as well."
As he spoke, he waved his hand again, signaling the guards to move.
"No!!! Woooooooooooooooooo..."
Soon there was another corpse.
Seeing this, the old king was quite lonely. He walked slowly towards the throne step by step, overlooking the overcrowded bedroom.
Everyone is gone now.
hum.
After the altar of the hidden time and space fluctuated for a while, a group of people hurried to the side of the old king.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness has escaped from the pursuit, but besides us, there is another team of mysterious people who intervened to rescue His Highness Prince Chen."
"Um?"
The old king frowned slightly.
But there was no time for him to think too much, he waved his hand.
"Tell him that I have settled everything for him. This country, my life, is the only gift I can give him."
"yes!"
The team outside the bedroom was approaching the hall in a mighty manner.
The servants retreated into the palace in a panic, looked at the powerful officials and nobles led by the four grand dukes, and walked in head-on.
"See Your Majesty!"
Grand Duke Tulip saluted first, followed by everyone behind him.
Prince Ping saluted slightly, and looked at the people on the beam. Apart from Vachinna and the maid, there was actually his mother!
Grand Duke Du Jinxiang didn't seem to have seen his daughter's body.
"My dear friends, what is this for?"
The old king's expression changed quickly, and he said in pain.
"Father, mother, she..."
"Nizi, don't kneel down yet!!"
The old king roared sharply, Prince Ping's face turned pale, and he knelt down in front of everyone, looking at his father tremblingly.
Sigh silently.
Seeing this, the old king's last illusion was shattered.
He even hoped that the person in front of him would regard himself as an enemy because of the anger of his mother's death, and order him to be captured in public. This at least proves that there is a trace of hostility hidden in his heart, and one day he will not be willing to be a puppet at the mercy of others .
But he didn't.
"Your Majesty, we are also doing this for the sake of this country. Prince Ping's succession to the throne is what everyone expects. He will contribute to the stability of this country."
Tulip opened up straight to the point.
"So, please Your Majesty pass on the throne to His Highness Prince Ping, he is now the sole heir of this country!"
"Hmph, hum, hum..."
The old king stood up slowly, and he looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, come with me. After the new king successfully succeeds to the throne, how he treats you all depends on his will."
"Um?"
Puzzled, Grand Duke Tulip frowned and looked at the old king.
Suddenly.
A terrifying coercion came from all directions of the hall.
On the floor, walls, and beams of the hall, countless black energy runes gradually emerged, and billowing black mist filled the air.
"What's this?"
"what are you up to!"
The four dukes, who were already sure of winning, looked at the old king in horror.
This was actually the trap he set up first.
"Jie jie jie jie jie, the dark sealing technique!"
With a burst of gloomy laughter, everyone screamed, twisted together with the palace, and disappeared.