The Red Dragon had a blank expression on his face, but a drop of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.
At this time, Weildiana turned around and asked calmly: "Red Dragon, what are you afraid of?"
With a plop…
The Red Dragon fell to his knees on the spot, and his vision went dark.
When Constance saw that the situation was not good, she began to convulse, her eyes rolled back, and foam came out of her mouth.
"If you want to die now, I don't mind giving you a ride."
Weildiana said faintly: "Actually, I was lying to you just now."
The red dragon was stunned for a moment.
Constance froze.
"The old dean is very shrewd and his abilities are perfect. I didn't suspect anything at first, and I didn't have time to confirm everything. But the statements you made don't match up at all.
Especially Norn, many details of things, when spoken by her, made me feel a little uncomfortable. Including her death of Valerius Licinius. As for why I came directly to you, Lord Constance..."
Viltia's smile grew more intense. "Details determine success or failure. You love your wife so much that you regard the Administration she founded as your life, and you are even willing to go against the will of the Creed Church. And now that you are about to die, you are not in a hurry to find a successor? Why is that?"
Constance held it in for a long time: "The old dean is not in a hurry!"
Weildiana said as a matter of course: "He is too old, and he is too cunning to be dealt with. After all, you should pick on the weak. This is why I asked the Red Dragon to come here."
Constance's pupils quake.
The red dragon knelt on the ground, so anxious that he was about to spit fire.
She originally thought that she was just here to accompany them.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty is waiting for him here!
"Right, Red Dragon."
Weildiana looked down at him and said indifferently, "Come, tell me why the gray fog in your body has mysteriously increased for no reason? Who made you stronger? Tell me."
Finished…
It's all fucking over!
The red dragon's eyes went dark.
Constance had never felt so close to death!
"Whoever of you speaks first will receive unexpected forgiveness. You must think carefully. I will prepare a ceremony to advance to the eighth level in the near future. By then, I will be the only god-level being in the world."
Viltiana crossed her arms, looking as cold as a tyrant, and threatened: "No matter who is standing behind you, dead, half-dead, or immortal, a few demons can really defeat an emperor like me? Now turn to the light, this is your last chance."
Gulp…
That's the sound of the throat rolling.
Constance was silent for a long time, then stood up from the wheelchair, pulled out the needle in her hand, and bowed slightly: "Constance Barron, I am willing to serve you from today, Your Majesty."
"I was forced to do so. Please forgive me."
He took a deep breath. "Valerius Licinius is still alive. No, he never died."
boom!
The palace shook violently.
Viltiana's chains of rationality were shattered.
It was completely broken.
o
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Trinity Theological Seminary, President’s Office.
"Your Majesty's chains of rationality have finally been broken!"
Dean Hodel put his hands behind his back and said with emotion: "It's not easy."
The gravekeeper smiled and said, "The situation has been determined. The real show is about to begin."
Dean Hodel looked at the brightly lit palace, then looked up at the stars in the night sky and suddenly said, "Gaius, since your Majesty's rationality lock has collapsed, we should not have to pretend to be so cautious, right? Can Licinius appear in front of your Majesty?"
The gravekeeper shook his head: "Not yet, if you don't want to die."
Dean Hodel pondered for a moment and nodded seriously: "That makes sense..."
"Let's wait until she is promoted to the God level and give her a surprise."
The gravekeeper hesitated: "Besides, I have a bad feeling."
Dean Hodel raised his eyebrows: "You are already dead, do dead people still have a sixth sense?"
The gravekeeper sighed, "It's not the sixth sense, but the vague things deep in my memory. Didn't I mention that to you? You know, I always like to minimize the risk. This time, His Majesty's advancement cannot afford to make any mistakes."
Dean Hodel hummed, his eyes becoming solemn: "Don't worry, leave this to me. Your Majesty's advancement means a fierce battle with a rank at least above demigod. Various warlock organizations will be ready to move. We must prepare a strong enough force in a short period of time to fight against it.
A while ago, Li Xini gave me a blueprint of an aerospace carrier, and a large number of subsequent design drawings have also been sent to me. "
"Tomorrow I will hold a meeting with the directors of the Adventurer's Association and force them to start supplying goods. After the Frostian Chamber of Commerce is established, it will also mass-produce parts in the alchemy workshop. However, I'm afraid it will be too late."
He said: "So I need to make a deal with the Secret Tower."
The gravekeeper said unexpectedly: "Aerospace carrier? Could it be that what you want is..."
"Yes, the corpse of Leviathan. It's too late to build an aerospace carrier from scratch, but if there is a corpse left behind by a god-level monster, it will be much faster to transform it."
Dean Hodel said lightly.
The gravekeeper glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid you'll have to pay a heavy price if you trade with the Secret Tower."
Dean Hodel waved his hand indifferently and said calmly: "I don't care. If the memories you retrieved are true, then my anger will become even more intense. After so many years, I also need to see blood."
The gravekeeper said softly, "You are really a person who cannot bear loneliness. In fact, you could have returned to the top a long time ago, right? Hodel, don't try to hide it from me, I know you too well."
"Oh, actually not."
Dean Hodel put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "It's true that I can't go back to my peak period, but I am indeed the kind of person you said who can't bear to be lonely. I just specialized my abilities to another level."
He just didn't say to which level of specialization.
The gravekeeper smiled silently: "What about the Vatican's movements?"
Dean Hodel smiled mysteriously: "Zolman, come in."
The door opened...
Zolman stood at the door politely and bowed: "Dean, please give me your orders."
Dean Hodel took out a diary from the desk drawer and said, "Give this to Valerius Licinius. It will help him become a devout member of the church. The undercover mission has begun."
"Yes sir."
Zolman took the diary, turned around and disappeared into the night.
Dean Hodel clapped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief: "Everything is arranged properly."
The gravekeeper seemed to relax a lot. "Look, what did I say? My plan is sound. Two generations of the Night's Watch are not as good as a mere Majesty?"
o
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The place of eternal rest, deep in the cemetery shrouded in fog.
Bakar leaned on the shovel with both hands, and he had dug up the tombs of the royal family members.
The dirt was scattered everywhere.
Even the tombstone collapsed.
Coffins were lying in the pit, and the lids had been opened, revealing intact corpses.
It is a tradition of the Brentanian Empire that after the death of a royal family member, the body will be embalmed.
Even if a thousand years pass, it will remain intact.
This provides a considerable degree of convenience for corpse-eating magic.
Of course, this group of people have been dead for so many years, and their souls have long been annihilated, so it is impossible to turn them into zombies.
At most, it can awaken the remaining spirituality in the body and allow them to wake up for a short period of time.
"In the name of the Immortal King, I command you to—wake up!"
Licinius raised his left hand and a scarlet inverted cross flashed across the sky.
The night wind howled, and the cold was bone-chilling.
Countless dead leaves, soil and gravel rolled around, creating a desolate and lonely scene.
Nothing happened...
Bakar was startled and looked at the silver-haired boy with astonishment.
Licinius looked at the corpses in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master Valerius."
Buckle frowned and asked, "Has the magic failed?"
The dark pupil in Li Xini's left eye glowed with a strange luster, and he suddenly chuckled.
"No, it's not that the magic failed, but their spirituality was artificially erased."
He paused. "Someone calculated this and didn't want them to wake up. No, not only their spirituality was erased, but even the remaining mystery in them disappeared. They can't even be used as material for divination."
Bakar frowned: "Could it be the traditional way of dealing with it in the royal family?"
Licinius shook his head, the scarlet inverted cross on the palm of his left hand flickered, and he chuckled and said, "I think this was someone's deliberate act. If you don't believe me, we can just dig up a few more bodies. There are epitaphs on the tombstones anyway. I can guarantee that the royal family members who died before the Scarlet Night can definitely be awakened."
He looked into the deep night and said, "I think I'm getting close to the truth."
Chapter 254: Collapse and escape!
Licinius' current speculation is almost close to the truth.
In order to verify his guess, he randomly found a member of the royal family of the Brentanian Empire and used the power of the Corpse Eater on him. As expected, the corpse that had been dead for many years was successfully awakened by him.
This means that the royal family of the Brentanian Empire did not erase the spirituality and mysterious traditions of corpses.
Of course, successfully resurrecting a corpse is not convincing.
He then used the power of the Corpse-Food Sauce to resurrect many members of the royal family one after another.
This once again confirmed his thoughts.
Licinius originally wanted to commit suicide by trying to wake up the emperors of Brentania.
However, Senior Sword King told me that all the emperors of the Brentanian Empire were buried in the deepest part of the Land of Eternal Rest, entangled in countless rules and mysteries, and basically untouchable.
Moreover, if it is awakened rashly, it is very likely to cause a riot in the World Tree.
Licinius then gave up.
And according to his guess, even if he awakened the corpse of the previous emperor, he would not get any results.
Don't ask, just follow your intuition.
"I think I understand why Your Majesty cannot be recognized by the ancestors of Brentania. All the royal family members in the past can be awakened, except Your Majesty's brothers and sisters. It's really interesting. The so-called Angel Plan will ultimately cultivate Your Majesty?" Licinius was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed.
No wonder, Your Majesty possesses such a powerful talent.
The teacher's previous hunch was correct.
This world is fair.
If you are given a talent, then you must pay the price.
Your Majesty may have to face some horrifying things next.
"But I finally caught you. You were able to deal with a few corpses, but you don't have the ability to deal with all the dead royal family members in Brentanya's history. It seems that you are not omnipotent."
Licinius whispered, "Whoever you are, I have caught you by the tail."
"Senior Bakar."