What is a super villain?

Chapter 50: Impossible, Impossible, Impossible ([-] in [-])

Temple of the gods.

The light blue bonfire has been lit, and the flames are like the morning light on the horizon, blazing blazingly, spreading throughout Solomon City.

Every household was awakened from their sleep by the imperial officials, and driven by force, they gathered on the streets outside the sacrificial ground.Their function is to kneel down and pay respect to the emperor and the gods when the "gods come down".

In the sacrificial hall, the final preparations for the festival are being carried out in an orderly manner.

Emperor Solomon sat quietly in front of the tall faceless statue, with his eyes closed and his breathing long, whether he was asleep or meditating.

A little far behind him, Ivan, the guard of honor and guard of the palace, had a ferocious expression and his anger soared.

"Did your highness find it?" He lowered his voice and asked angrily.

The two guards of honor who were one level lower in front of them were dejected and shook their heads with excitement:

"My lord, I have searched all over the Imperial Palace, but there is no trace of Her Royal Highness."

"waste!"

Yiwen was like an ant on a hot pot, grabbing the collars of the two of them: "You can't even look down on a little girl, and you can make such a big living person disappear from Your Royal Highness! If you can't find the palace, search the entire Solomon City, regardless of you By what means, Her Royal Highness must be found before the ceremony begins!"

The chubby guard of honor raised his head and said, "My lord, actually we have a clue, the princess..."

Before he finished speaking, the thinner guard of honor next to him gave him a hard tug, and clasped his fists to obey the order:

"Yes! My lord, we must find His Highness back!"

The two turned around and ran away in a hurry, Yiwen pretended not to hear what the fat guard of honor said.

Turning his head, Emperor Solomon was still deep in meditation, with no expression fluctuations visible on his face.

Ivan suddenly trembled for no reason. Fear seeped from his bone marrow, making his teeth chatter uncontrollably.

He is a guard of the imperial palace, and he knows that the old emperor exuding divinity is the scariest.

Violence and ferocity were bred in meditation, and they would explode unreservedly when he woke up.

Yiwen set his sights on the new empress who was also kneeling not far behind the old emperor.

The empress wrapped her torso and limbs tightly with gauze belts, and covered her face with a thick curtain hat, without any movement like a stone sculpture.

Yiwen knew that the empress didn't do this on purpose.

Those veils were just to cover up the scars. Since the wedding was over, there were women's hoarse screams every night in the imperial harem, which made him shudder.

He reached into his arms, clutching a red headband in the shape of a phoenix.

The headband brought him a bit of strength and bravery, slowly dispelling his fear, and his palms felt warm.

Relying on this ray of warmth, Ivan made up his mind and exhaled deeply.

"Has my dear daughter not been found yet?"

At this time, a deep, clear and resonant voice sounded.

Yiwen quickly loosened his headband and knelt down on one knee to salute: "Your Majesty, forgive me, so far no trace of the princess has been found."

The old emperor didn't even look at him, he just looked up at the god statue without facial features, he couldn't tell whether it was hatred, fear or longing: "There is no time, let the audience enter, and the ceremony will start on time."

Ivan's eyes were close to his toes: "Follow the will of Saint Solomon."

He backed away slowly, and Emperor Solomon kept looking up, without moving.

……

The gate of the Tenjin Sacrifice was opened.

The dignitaries in Solomon's city filed in.

They didn't exchange polite greetings like they used to, but kept the most basic eye contact.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty didn't say a word, only the shuttle sound of footsteps moving, quiet and strange.

Fu Xi walked among these dignitaries without guards of honor or guards, only Di Lu who covered his appearance and features with a thick hood.

The sacrificial hall is a circular cake-like building. Except for the outer walls and corridors, it is like a tall tower stacked up layer by layer. The emperor and the statue of the god are on the highest floor. Arranged in descending order.

Fu Xi briefly looked at the statue of the god, but he didn't have any impression in his memory, so fortunately he no longer cared about it.

Looking around again, he met eyes with Manyo who was dressed as a businessman among the crowd.

The latter gave him a confident smile, as if praising General Ubius for keeping his promise.

Princess Madeleine does not appear to be present.

Tyru tugged at his sleeve, as if about to say something.

Fu Xi raised his hand to appease and stop, then whispered: "Today's first drama, we are not the protagonists, so let's watch it with peace of mind."

Under the hood hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

……

Soon, the festival begins!

The old emperor in sacrificial attire appeared in front of everyone with firm steps.

Holding the silk book in both hands, he strode long and full of energy: "The sky is evergreen, in the name of the blessed Saint Solomon, build an altar of heaven in Solomon's imperial city to worship the god of heaven, repay the merits of heaven, and protect the holy Solomon for thousands of years!"

"Bless the grace of the heavens to see the land of Saint Solomon, and all the people as one, welcome the creator of grace, and welcome the god of heaven!"

He shouted loudly and knelt down to worship.

Immediately afterwards, whether it was the guests in the sacrificial field or the civilians outside the sacrificial field, whether they were willing or not, they all knelt down with the old emperor and shouted.

"Welcome God!"

The sound spread from near to far, throughout the entire city of Solomon, echoing endlessly.

It's just that among these people, there are still some standing.

Rumble!
The sudden blasting sound became part of the foil to Yingtianshen.

The outer wall of the Tenjin Shrine collapsed, and soldiers with swords and armour, and red phoenix headbands on their heads, filed in.

The leader is actually Ivan!

Holding the sword in both hands, he shouted:

"Kill the tyrant! Save the empire!"

Many rebel soldiers shouted, and the audience was in chaos.

The rebels in the empire unexpectedly appeared at this time!

Judging by the posture, it is obvious that they came prepared!

Yiwen took the lead, and the blade went straight to Emperor Solomon's head.

But in the next second, there was a muffled sound of watermelon bursting.

Jingle bells.

Yiwen's headless body fell to the ground, and the old emperor wiped the red and white blood on his hands on the sacrificial robe, turned around and stood up.

Facing the siege of the rebels, he was not afraid at all, but mocked:
"The rats in the gutter, a group of ants-like rebellious officials and thieves, who assassinate the emperor and disturb the gods, should be punished!"

There was commotion among the rebels.

Emperor Solomon, as the ruler of the vast land, is naturally also a powerful sublimator.

It's just that he has been in power for too many years, and he hasn't made a move for too many years. Many people have forgotten about it.

"Kill the tyrant! Save the empire!"

Wan Ye stood up, his eyes were tearing and he shouted: "The tyrant is old, he has only one person, no support! Success or failure depends on one action, everyone will fight with me!"

"Come on!"

The rebels shouted and charged, but none of the guests dared to step forward to stop them, and many people saw that the situation was wrong and prepared to flee secretly.

At this moment, a mutation occurred!

A group of elite imperial guards suddenly appeared like fishermen with a net, breaking into the rebel formation.

The Imperial Guard are invincible, and the rebels are no enemy wherever they go.

In the blink of an eye, the situation changed from good to bad.

Wan Ye's eyes widened, and hurriedly turned to Fu Xi's direction, as if to say: You don't keep promises!

Before he could yell out, a silver-robed female general came out from the imperial guards, with two swords leading Wan Yexiao's head.

Pity the leader of the rebel army this time, he died without doing anything.

Fu Xi didn't pay much attention to him, and continued to focus on the silver-robed female general. The part of the rebel army's part was over, and she played her own role to the best of her value.

The silver-robed female general was heroic, and she reached out to lift Wan Ye's head: "The thief will confer the head!"

The rebel army was immediately defeated, and the people around the old emperor fled in panic, as if the crisis was over.

Someone followed behind the silver-robed female general and winked at Fu Xi, and it was Yugong Yicheng who had been missing for several days.

In this way, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the silver-robed female general who leads the divine soldiers from heaven.

Madeleine took off her helmet and knelt in front of the old emperor on one knee: "Your Majesty, the traitors have been executed."

She looked over the old emperor's shoulder and looked at Fu Xi.

The corner of Fu Xi's mouth curled into a smile, Brother Wanye, I'm not dishonest, these imperial guards are not his subordinates at all, but the personal guards of His Royal Highness the Princess.

Other people's personal guards are not under his control.

Madeleine's gaze didn't stay on Fu Xi for too long, and she quickly noticed the hooded person beside him, and she felt more at ease in her heart, and then continued to say to the old emperor:

"The cleaning is still going on, please Your Majesty and I go to a safe place first."

"no!"

The old emperor categorically refused: "The ceremony is not over yet, and there are sacrificial dances and sacrifices... No one is allowed to leave! The ceremony, continue!"

But the dancing priest had already been crushed to death by the wall that collapsed when the rebels rushed in.

Madeleine was silent for a moment, and drew out the soft sword at her waist.

"Your Majesty, let me help you with the sacrificial dance."

As she said that, she danced like a frightened bird, her soft sword was like a silver snake, and suddenly she went straight to the old emperor at a tricky angle.

Tilu, who was watching from afar, opened her eyes wide.

There are two weeks left?
The point of the sword failed to pierce the old emperor's forehead, he reacted very quickly, and the two of them took advantage of the situation to fight hand-to-hand.

After several times of entanglement, Madeleine clearly had the upper hand, and the old emperor seized the flaw and flew out, hitting the relief wall of the sacrificial hall like a cannonball.

The old emperor was panting, his eyes were cold.

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Empress Chaldea from the side.

"Farce...it's all farce! Originally, I had prepared better sacrifices for the gods, but after a few farces, it's not long before the gods leave, and there's not enough time."

The old emperor stroked the Queen of Chaldea's cheek: "The god must be unhappy seeing this farce. As the queen of the empire, you must be willing to help me... help me complete the ceremony and calm the anger of the god, right?"

The empress trembled and struggled all over, and there was only whimpering left in her mouth.

The curtain hat she was wearing fell off during the struggle, and only then did those who cared realize that her tongue had disappeared at some point.

The old emperor casually picked up the weapon on the ground, pierced the newly established empress without hesitation, and nailed her to death in front of the statue of the god.

The blood spurted out and landed on the old emperor's face, which matched his laughing expression, making him look ferocious and crazy.

Many trembling guests seemed to have passed away—it turned out that the emperor was really crazy.

Madeleine by the wall stood up tremblingly, clenched her soft sword again and wrestled with the old emperor.

At this time, other people, including the rebels, audience, and guard soldiers, were all stunned, not knowing what to do next.

Madeleine's sword skills were obviously out of order, and her aura was a little disordered; the old emperor could only dodge, sometimes waving his hands meaninglessly and scratching randomly, unable to cause any harm to Madeleine.

Being entangled, Madeleine became more and more anxious, so she shouted to the auditorium:
"Ubius! What are you waiting for!"

"Yes, Fu Xi, what are you waiting for?"

The latter sentence was uttered by Amamiya Yicheng who slipped to his side at some point.

"Kill the eldest princess, we will prevent the assassination of the emperor, destroy the established history of the illusion, and get out of the Kingdom of God."

Amamiya Yicheng seemed a little impatient.

At this time, she looked at Xi with admiration.

The false cooperation with the rebels intensified the conflict and brought the assassination ahead of schedule.He also let himself send a letter to ignite the princess's emotions, let her pretend to save her and eliminate the rebels, and directly caused the situation of "Madeleina assassinated the emperor" exactly the same as in Arthur Bofill's notes.

It seems that he has grown up a lot in these years, and he is completely different from the dandy and wicked young man back then.

"boss……"

Ti Lu's eyes flickered, and she understood at this moment that Fu Xi used Madeleine's feelings for Abigail to force Madeleine to assassinate the emperor.

As a key part of the plan, she felt a little guilty towards Madeleine. After all, in the illusion of the Kingdom of God, the eldest princess was wholeheartedly good to 'Abigail'.

But the guilt quickly dissipated.

Her gaze became firm, this was just an illusion, and everything was just a necessary means to escape from the illusion.

"This is today's first play. From the performance point of view, it's average."

The corners of Fu Xi's lips twitched, who had always stayed out of the matter, he was very satisfied with the scene of fatherly kindness and daughter's filial piety.

"Ubius, what are you waiting for, kill him quickly!"

Madeleine shouted anxiously at him.

Emperor Solomon also looked ferociously, and he shouted at Xi in a flattering way: "General! My dearest subject, hurry up... hurry up... the festival of the gods is coming to an end, help me pull these rebels away, otherwise the gods will be displeased."

"Why should I help you? Your Majesty."

Fu Xi spread his hands together, and walked slowly to the middle of the sacrificial arena, he was equally far away from the two of them.

"Everything you want." Emperor Solomon spoke quickly: "After the ceremony is completed, I can satisfy you with everything you want, including promotion, rare treasures, wealth and beauties... as long as you ask."

"And I want Solomon's throne?"

The old emperor was silent for a few seconds, and said slowly: "Yes, after completing the ceremony, I volunteer to serve the gods for the rest of my life. General, you are the new emperor of the Solomon Empire."

Ah this...

The corner of Fu Xi's mouth twitched, he was indeed a lunatic, he even gave the throne if he asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you should keep the throne, Your Majesty, I'm just kidding."

What is the use of the feudal imperial throne in the illusion of the Kingdom of God?

Fu Xi stretched out his hand and tore off the hood on Tilu's head, and continued: "I don't want your treasure beauty, I just want Her Royal Highness Abigail, what do you think?"

"Eh!?"

Tilu covered the top of her head with her hands, and the girl who was eating melons with peace of mind never expected that she would have a part in the show.

The old emperor's complexion slowly sank, and his tone calmed down:

"So it was you who took away the sacrificial offering, General Ubius."

"It's a pity that I can't agree to this condition. If you want the throne, you can take it away. I'm not joking. But my dear Abi is a sacrifice of God. Sooner or later, he will enter the kingdom of God and become the most noble angel under the throne of God. "

"Ubius!"

Madeleine urged again, she no longer wanted this man to default on the debt.

It was clearly a secret letter from you, but she thought that there was an unspoken understanding between them.

As long as you kill the emperor, Abi can avoid a tragic fate, why are you still hesitating! ?

"Stop talking, hurry up."

Yugong Yicheng couldn't wait any longer, and put a sword into Fu Xi's hand with his own hands: "We'll go out after killing Madeleine."

Fu Xi slashed twice in the air, the sword was quite smooth.

He nodded: "Thank you for your sword, no matter, it's time for the next step."

"you are welcome."

Yugong Yicheng nodded, and the smile froze on his face in the next second.

Because the sword did not meet her expectations, but crossed an arc,

Pass the sharp sword point through the old emperor's chest.

……

(End of this chapter)