Wait for the flames to slowly dissipate.
Prince Dazlet's eyes, which had been a little dull at first, gradually regained their spirits. He frowned, first calmly scanned the surrounding environment, and then shouted:
"Babaye."
"Your Highness, I'm so glad you're okay..."
The butler came back to his senses from the shock of the prince's resurrection. He walked over with a slight sob, then showed a surprised smile, took off his coat tacitly, and put it on Dazlet with his own hands.
The prince stepped barefoot on the charred carpet, bent down and picked up the cross sword, his expression was unusually indifferent, and his voice was calm but contained murderous intent:
"I never thought that someone would dare to try to take my sister and I's lives at my birthday dinner in the Sun Palace of Tourmaline Closter..."
He turned around and looked with loving eyes at Princess Anna who had been temporarily placed on the sofa. Several court doctors who had rushed over were sweating profusely, and it was obvious that the princess was in a very bad condition at the moment.
Dazlet took a deep breath and pointed his sword at the guests.
"You are my invited guests, but I am sorry that everyone must be questioned and examined tonight... I swear on the honor of the Sun Royal Family that I will not wrongly accuse anyone, but I will not let the despicable poisoner go."
"Dazlet... Your Highness, this is not good, right?"
A slightly plump middle-aged man frowned and said in a deep voice.
He was wearing the golden plaid cotton suit unique to members of the royal family, and there were several men and women dressed similarly beside him.
"Brino and Abode are both your uncles, how could they poison you? Sun King, we are of course also saddened by the accident just now, and we wish to execute the murderer on the spot... But the identities of the guests present are not simple, and there are also high-ranking members of the Church of the Seven Gods. Doing this will probably offend many people. It is better to wait until tomorrow..."
"Shut up."
Dazlet looked at the uncle coldly.
"That's because the person who was poisoned was not you, Duke Olasib... I've already died once, do you think I care about this?"
The cold words made the slightly plump man speechless, and he had to keep a straight face and shut up for a moment.
The prince thrust the cross sword fiercely at his feet, making a clanging sound. He then glanced at everyone fiercely, his eyes even exuding a sense of madness.
"This is an order, not a request..."
He spoke word by word.
Many of the guests present felt disgusted, but they did not dare to speak out in rebuttal at this critical juncture. After all, the prince was very angry and no one wanted to be the target of his venting.
One's own family knows one's own business. Since it wasn't him who poisoned and assassinated the prince and princess, why worry so much? Just wait until things are over smoothly... At most, he would just feel bad for being so unlucky and being implicated so innocently.
However, just as the imperial guards were preparing to lead the guests out of the banquet hall, four or five waiters in white who were huddled in the corner suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the prince.
These waiters included both men and women. They had expressionless faces and each held a sharp knife in their hands, emitting a captivating black light that seemed able to cut the soul in half!
Not only that, several people also jumped out from the group of court musicians, changing their previous expressions of fear and panic, showing ferocious murderous intent, and attacked the prince with bare hands. They directly swung several black light arrows from their hands, determined to kill Dazlet on the spot!
The guests gasped. First, the Saint of the Natural Cult presented a painting of the Black Sun to humiliate the royal family. Then, a strange poisoned wine was used in an attempt to assassinate the prince and princess. Now, the assassin actually overturned the table and planned to kill the newly resurrected Prince Dazlet again!
"Protect His Highness!
”
Chief Steward Babaye shouted loudly.
The imperial guards in heavy armor stood in front of Prince Dazlet fearlessly, forming a steel human wall. The guards in the front row neatly raised a half-man-high metal pointed shield and pointed their spears straight forward, intending to pierce the invading assassin in one fell swoop.
"die!"
Several assassins disguised as waiters swung their knives cruelly. It was clearly an "egg hitting stone" scene, but the sharp blades condensed with black light easily cut through the guards' thick metal shields like a hot knife through butter!
The knife's momentum continued as it strangely changed direction in mid-air, instantly piercing through the armor of the imperial guards and stabbing directly into their bodies... With a few muffled sounds, the guards' souls were annihilated and they fell to the ground on the spot.
Sharp black arrows followed closely behind, also piercing through the bodies of several guards and killing them.
The spears and swords from the guards' counterattack broke through the air with great force, but were easily dodged by the assassins and were completely ineffective.
Although these imperial guards have undergone rigorous training and taken potions made from mysterious substances to strengthen their bodies, they are still just ordinary people after all. They are simply unable to resist these mid-sequence extraordinary assassins.
Just as the assassins broke through the defense of the imperial guards and one of them even raised a knife to stab the prince, a man in a brown casual suit slowly rose from the ground and stood between the assassin and the prince.
The man raised his arm slightly and grasped the assassin's knife-holding wrist with a snap. Then, half of a giant wing membrane that looked like bronze or granite suddenly grew out of his back and flapped forward suddenly.
Peng—dong dong dong!
The assassin and his companions were all thrown backwards at high speed like stones hit by sticks. There was a loud bang, and the assassins' bodies smashed several decorative stone statues and were finally buried by the rubble.
The man was holding a broken arm in his hand, which was covered in blood. After pulling off his gloves, a black sun mark was revealed on the back of the broken arm.
"Heh, the remnants of the Prideful Solar Cross... They still haven't given up after all these years, and now they dare to carry out an assassination at the prince's birthday party. Do they think the Seven Gods Church is just a decoration?"
Eberhard chuckled and dropped the severed arm.
She is the head of the Royal City branch of the History and Ritual Society. She had been standing idly by before, but at this critical moment she stepped in to save the prince.
"Thank you for your help, President Eberhard."
Even though the prince had just walked back from the brink of life and death, his expression remained calm. He nodded slightly and thanked the man in front of him.
But the prince narrowed his eyes and stared at the broken arm on the ground, as if what Eberhard had just said had caught his attention.
Eberhard turned around and stroked his chest and said:
"The History and Ritual Society has always abided by the Seven Gods' Oath to protect the royal family and the empire. Of course, we will not watch these clowns continue to act like this."
"Then please help me, President, to clean up the remaining assassins... It would be best if you could leave a few alive. I want to know how they managed to sneak in."
Prince Dazlet glanced at her and spoke.
"Of course, that's no problem."
Eberhard replied with a smile.
However, at this moment, Princess Anna suddenly let out a suppressed scream, attracting the attention of the prince, the president and others.
They turned around and saw that there was a dagger stuck in Princess Anna's left chest, blood was flowing... Her mouth was slightly open, and her already pale face was now twisted in pain.
Most of the court doctors had died tragically and silently, with their left chests stabbed and they fell in a pool of blood. Only one court doctor was still standing, turning his head and smiling coldly at everyone.
“Anna!”
The prince's eyes widened in fear, and he immediately revealed extreme anger and madness.
"The Prideful Cross! You all deserve to die!"
However, what responded to him was a golden blade swung out by the "court doctor".
Buzz!
The extremely high temperature light formed the sword body, and at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, it left dozens or even hundreds of afterimages and wiped towards Prince Dazlet's neck!
The heat wave distorted the space, as if sucking out the air around it, causing everyone to hold their breath... This power had obviously reached a mythical level!
The one who is hiding the deepest is the assassin disguised as a court doctor. She is a solar system saint of the Prideful Cross!
"Oh!"
Eberhard sneered, her figure flashed through the afterimage, blocking the light blade as if teleporting, and the bronze wing membrane behind her stretched out to take the attack.
With a sound of "Zeng", the light blade trembled dozens of times in an instant, burning through the wing membrane, cutting a huge hole and igniting it... But this also exhausted its power, and it turned into sparks and dissipated in the air.
Albert frowned slightly, then gently shook the bronze wing membrane. The rustling sound of pages turning could be heard faintly around her. Her figure twitched along with the color of the outline, as if time was going back, and the wing membrane returned to its original state in an instant.
The next second, her right arm seemed to be liquefied wax, turning into a turbid grayish white color, with the blood vessels inside faintly visible, but the blue-green sea water was flowing...
"Face the reality... it's just a meaningless struggle."
Albert laughed.
She clenched her gray right hand forward, and the moisture in the air around her condensed instantly. A terrifying water pressure directly enveloped the "court doctor"'s body, squeezing her violently.
puff-
The air let out a wailing sound, and the scene was like a canvas that was suddenly twisted into a ball by an invisible giant hand!
The extremely strong water pressure instantly "torn" off the surface of the world's vision, revealing countless cracks in the spiritual world underneath that are invisible to mortals. They are like wounds in space, spreading throughout every corner of the area. An irresistible suction force directly draws Eberhard and the "court doctor" in.
They both disappeared at the same time.
Afterwards, the spiritual world rift in this area began to "heal" on its own.
At this moment, the banquet hall was already full of bloody corpses, broken armor, weapons and shields everywhere, and it was a mess. The guests had already hidden in the corners, and the assassins had no time to assassinate the prince, because the High Priest Camacho of the Hailing Group took action and swept the whole place with his own strength, suppressing all the assassins.
Princess Anna's backup plan was declared a complete failure...
Chen Lun lowered his eyes and sighed inwardly.