A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

For Guts, who has the mark of sacrifice on his body, Zuo Si's palace is obviously not a good place.

Because there are too many apostles and monsters in the dungeons and factories in the industrial zone, as well as the railway construction site outside the city.

And these things will make his wounds feel unbearable pain and continuous bleeding.

What's more terrible is that if he falls into sleep or coma, he will be accompanied by a distorted nightmare that cannot be described in words, and even see the scene he is most reluctant to face.

So rest and sleep for most people are a terrible torture for Guts.

Especially after the end of the sacrifice day, he basically didn't sleep well, and he would always wake up suddenly in a nightmare.

It has to be said that in terms of mental toughness and physical fitness, Guts is definitely a breakthrough in human limits.

Otherwise, with his injury frequency and degree, as well as the neurasthenia caused by long-term lack of adequate rest, it is enough to make a person who can be called a "macho" completely collapse, and even have the idea of ​​​​suicide.

But this guy is not only alive and well, but even if he puts on the Berserker Armor and his vitality is constantly absorbed, he is still extremely strong, and he has completed extreme counter-kills again and again in fierce battles.

If this is placed in the Warhammer universe, he can definitely be the Lord of Mankind and the double God of Khorne.

So Zuo Si always feels that compared to Griffith, Guts is the one favored by fate.

It's just that this favor is distorted by the evil thoughts of the God of the Abyss from all mankind.

This is why he chose Guts as his elect.

After all, Griffith became the Hand of God, and behind him stood the God of the Abyss, which is also the will of this world.

What Zuo Si has to do is to stand behind Guts to provide him with support and strength, let him be his spokesperson, and compete with Griffith in spirit, will, soul and humanity.

Through this competition, not only can we peek into the essence of the God of the Abyss, but we can also convey some information and opinions to the other party.

In other words, it is a disguised communication.

When Guts truly defeated Griffith, it was the moment when Zuo Si completely overwhelmed the God of the Abyss in the fields of spirit, soul, philosophy, etc., followed by fusion and devouring.

In fact, the struggle between the gods of the continent of Faerun and their voters is similar to this to a large extent.

The difference is that there are more gods in the continent of Faerun and the situation is more complicated.

In contrast, the God of the Abyss in this world is much simpler.

As long as the underlying logical self-consistency of its existence and the control of causality and destiny are broken, its self-consciousness will inevitably begin to become chaotic, contradictory, and even split and even collapse.

At that time, Zuo Si will be able to take advantage of the opportunity to obtain the "first evil" and "original evil thoughts" that prompted the birth of the God of the Abyss, and completely transform into a symbol of evil in the entire multiverse.

And Guts is an indispensable part of this plan.

Now Griffith, who has become the hand of God, has not completely abandoned his humanity.

Otherwise, he would not have reincarnated for the second time and returned to the world in the image of the Eagle of Light, trying to establish his own heaven on earth.

His existence itself is equivalent to the biggest weakness of the God of the Abyss exposed to the outside world.

Guts is the special attack weapon against Griffith.

Because this is the only person who once made Griffith give up his dreams and ambitions for a short time, and it is also likely that he is the only person he has truly "loved".

Guts obviously does not know that this meeting and the previous contract are actually all the results of careful arrangements.

Of course, even if he knew, he might not care.

As long as he can obtain powerful power to complete the revenge on Griffith, he is willing to pay any price for it, whether it is his life or soul.

So when Guts woke up from his coma, he immediately raised his arm to touch the hot and painful brand, and then examined his arm that had grown back and his eyes that had recovered his vision.

"This... this is not an illusion? I actually recovered?"

"How do you feel now?"

A woman's voice suddenly came from not far away.

Guts immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a girl in a beautiful long dress standing at the door and looking at him with a slightly curious look.

Behind her were several equally young and beautiful maids, as well as several female guards wearing armor and holding weapons.

Especially the small crown on the head, which was obviously not suitable for anyone to wear.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

Gus subconsciously pulled up the quilt to cover his naked body.

"My name is Mana, and I am the queen of this country. This is the harem of the palace. Usually only women can come in. You are the first man to live here except His Majesty."

The girl gave the answer with a smile.

From the expression on her face, it is not difficult to see that she has walked out of the sadness and shadow of losing her mother, and is currently living quite happily as Zuo Si promised.

The reason for her happiness is also very simple, that is, she does not need to bear any responsibilities, nor will she be exposed to anything that may cause troubles, such as work, power, obligations, etc.

All she has to do every day is to call friends to eat, drink, and have fun.

Especially after the railway was opened, the young queen, who was only in her early sixteens, fell in love with traveling by train. She sat in the luxurious carriage specially made for her all day to enjoy the scenery along the way, and occasionally got off at the station to experience the local customs and practices.

You know, no noble woman who has lived in a castle for a long time would not be eager to go out and see the outside world.

The reason why I couldn't travel as I pleased in the past was mainly because of frequent wars, various bandits, and wild beasts, and the environment was too dangerous.

Moreover, the bumps brought by riding in a carriage were also a huge burden for noble women who were generally weak.

But now with rails and trains, long journeys have become safe and comfortable.

As for those bandits who originally occupied the mountains, they had long been surrounded and suppressed by officers and recruits who had completed basic training. Even if there were some who escaped by chance, their size would often be limited to less than 20 people.

With this scale, it was a bit difficult to rob a village, not to mention the trains specially escorted by the army.

So although Mana is the queen, she is still the same as when she was a noble girl.

"Is this the harem? Why was I sent to this place?"

Gus inspected the furnishings and displays in the room, and then looked out through the huge glass window. As a result, he saw only women, and immediately believed most of it in his heart.

But he couldn't figure out why Zuo Si sent him here?

Wasn't he afraid that he would get beastly and attack these women?

Mana shook her head gently: "Sorry, I don't know.

Because I just came back this morning.

But I believe that His Majesty must think highly of you, and even trust you 100%.

So far, no one in this country from top to bottom has been treated like you.

To be honest, I feel that I am a little jealous of you."

Seeing the serious look of the young queen, Gus couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, noble queen. Whether you are jealous of me or not, can you and your people go out for a while? I think I may need some private space to put on clothes and pants."

As these words came out, both Mana and the other women following her showed a stunned expression, and then their faces turned slightly red and they all retreated.

Because of Gus's reminder, they suddenly realized that it was indeed a bit inappropriate for them to break into a naked man's room like this.

Hearing the muffled sound of the door banging, Gus immediately got up from the soft and comfortable big bed, put on the black clothes placed at the head of the bed, and then walked straight out.

He couldn't wait to meet Zuo Si and ask him what the contract was about, what he heard and saw at that time, and what the power hidden in his body that could not be mobilized was, and how to use it.

In short, he had too many questions that he wanted to get a clear answer.

But when Gus walked out of the room and passed through a garden, he stopped immediately.

Because he found that he was lost, or simply didn't know the way.

And the scope of the palace was much larger than expected, and there were buildings everywhere around that were unknown.

If you accidentally broke into the women's toilet, dressing room, or bathroom, it would be a lot of fun.

But fortunately, before Gus was embarrassed for long, Zuo Si's figure appeared on a bench outside the garden.

He didn't have time to think about it, and immediately walked up quickly.

"I think you must have a lot of questions now, right?"

Zuo Si was the first to speak and break the silence.

Guts nodded without hesitation: "Yes. Now I want to know who you are? Are the voice and the scene I saw real?"

"Yes, they are all true. You can understand that I am a being similar to or even more powerful than the God of the Abyss behind the God's Hand, so I can give you the same power as Griffith."

Zuo Si admitted it openly without any concealment.

"So... I am now equivalent to your God's Hand?"

Guts' tone clearly contained a hint of uncertainty.

Because except for the recovery of his injuries all over his body, he did not feel any incredible powerful power.

At the same time, his spirit, will, and thoughts did not undergo the terrifying transformation before and after Griffith's ascension to the devil.

Zuo Si chuckled and explained, "No, of course not.

The essence of the Hand of God is to cut off the good side of human nature by sacrificing the most important person.

Then use the power from the abyss to fill the gap, and finally merge with the evil thoughts of all mankind.

And this collection of evil thoughts is God.

In other words, you can regard each Hand of God as an extension of the will of the God of the Abyss.

But the voters I give you are different.

The voters are gods or demons as powerful as gods. When they find a mortal who suits their appetite and thinks that the other party can represent them, they give extra power and honorary titles.

It doesn't really change a person.

Some voters can even ignore the demons they serve and do what they are interested in.

So you don't have to worry about being manipulated or influenced.

You are you, you can do whatever you want, and you have the right to decide your own life and destiny.

I will not interfere, and I will not give you orders to do anything.

Because you are born to be free and should not be bound by anything. "

"I don't understand... what good will this do you?"

Guts' eyes still revealed strong doubts and confusion.

Zuo Si did not answer but asked with interest: "Your wish is to defeat Griffith for yourself, your companions in the Eagle Group, and Casca's revenge, right?"

"That's right! I'm going to kill him! Let him pay the price for what he did! The price of blood!"

Guts gritted his teeth while saying this, and his expression became extremely ferocious.

The overwhelming hatred was enough to move everyone.

"Look, this is the result I want.

Because Griffith's failure means the failure of the evil god behind him.

So when you defeated Griffith and destroyed his dream with your own hands, I had already gained enough benefits from it.

You can understand this relationship as a win-win situation that benefits both you and me. "

Zuo Si gave a very good reason without revealing his true intention.

"So this is a battle between demons?"

Gus finally understood the meaning behind the names of the Chosen One and the Hand of God.

Zuo Si touched his chin and responded with a smile: "Well, you can understand it this way.

If you want to fight and kill the Hand of God, you can't rely on the power of mortals alone.

Even the Skeleton Knight who rescued you from the sacrifice ceremony and the Water-Calling Sword that can cut through space are the same.

Because the God of the Abyss is a collection of human evil thoughts, it represents the will of this world to some extent.

So it has woven a big web of fate and controlled everything through the law of cause and effect.

This means that as an extension of God's will, the Hand of God also has the protection of the law of cause and effect.

If you can't break through this layer of the law of cause and effect, no matter how powerful the attack is, it will be resolved instantly. "

"Then how can we destroy the protection of this law of cause and effect? "

Guts was obviously very interested in this topic.

Because he had attacked Griffith after he became a demon, but something he couldn't understand happened before he even touched him.

Now that he had encountered a powerful demon who could point out the problem, he would definitely have to get to the bottom of it and find a solution.

"It's simple, keep your self and humanity, and then use the power of the chosen one I gave you."

As he said, Zuo Si stretched out a finger and tapped the other's chest lightly.

The next second...

Boom!!!!!!

A silver-white soul energy without any good or evil tendencies gushed out, making Guts feel that he was in a state of intense burning from the inside out, from top to bottom.

But what was incredible was that this burning did not generate any heat, but instead continued to penetrate the skin, muscles and bones.

When the energy completely disappeared, he raised his head and asked carefully: "What is this power? Why can't I feel it? And I can't control it?"

"Hehe, because it is still the power I gave you, not your own.

You need to dig and shape it little by little, and transform these energies into part of your own power.

Only in this way, you are qualified to stand in front of Griffith and challenge him.

In addition, the source of this power is the soul.

So the process of digging it is the process of constantly examining your heart, will and soul.

When one day you are no longer confused and understand the meaning of life, you can break the fate that is pressing on you and win the will of freedom for all human beings in this world.

Dear Gus, perhaps you haven't realized that compared to Griffith, you are the real savior. "

As Zuo Si blurted out this sentence, Gus was stunned.

I am the savior?

A person who seems to have been cursed since childhood will be the savior of all mankind?

How is this possible!

At least Gus himself absolutely does not believe it.

But Zuo Si continued to say to himself: "Look, this is the performance that you have not recognized yourself.

Otherwise, why do you think that when Griffith ascended to the devil, the skeleton knight suddenly appeared to save you?

Is it because he is kind?

Or is it because of hatred for the God's Hand?

If so, did he do the same thing when the previous God's Hands were promoted to demons?

Where did those people he saved go?

In fact, from the moment Griffith became the God's Hand, all the will to resist fate in this world has been concentrated on you.

So in the eyes of the Skull Knight, you are the only weapon to deal with the God's Hand and even the God of the Abyss! "

Weapon?

I am a weapon!

Guts' pupils suddenly expanded, shrank, and then expanded again to show the unrest in his heart.

It took several minutes for him to slowly digest this explosive information, raised his head and asked: "Then how can I quickly become stronger and gain the power to kill Griffith?"

"You have to find the answer yourself.

Because I have put the seeds of power into your body and soul.

It is like a blank sheet of paper, and what it will become depends on your choice.

You can turn it into a violence that can destroy everything, or you can use it to heal wounds and the hearts of people in this world that have completely darkened.

Whether it is good or evil, chaos or order, everything is determined by your will.

Because you are Guts, I believe in you.

Oh, by the way, I helped you recast the Dragon Slayer Sword during the two days you were unconscious. "

After saying that, Zuo Si bent down and pulled out a black and non-reflective heavy giant sword from under the chair and handed it to the other party.

Guts subconsciously took it and swung it hard.

Boom!!!!!!

In an instant, a gully more than ten meters long cracked on the ground.

No need to ask, you know that this gully is the result of the terrifying strong airflow generated when waving.

"You added an extra power called magic on it?"

Guts obviously noticed the mysterious symbols that were not easy to detect on the dark sword.

Zuo Si smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "Yes. How about it, not bad, right? You should know that this level of enchantment is the basis for breaking the defense of the God's Hand. The weapons you used before could not hurt Griffith even without the protection of the law of causality. "

"Thank you, I will never forget this favor."

For the first time, Guts expressed his gratitude solemnly.

Because he knew how important these things were to himself who was determined to take revenge.

"You're welcome.

Helping you is helping myself.

What's more, I am looking forward to seeing the moment when you step hard on Griffith's face.

Finally, a reminder, don't forget your human identity.

First of all, you must be a person, and then you can bear the expectations of thousands of people who want to get rid of the domination of fate.

Secondly, you have never been alone, nor are you lonely.

There are countless people like you who are also fighting as hard as they can.

So what is behind your miserable life is not a curse, but the kindness and hope in human nature.

Because of this, the God of the Abyss will continue to torture you, let you feel pain and despair, until you completely fall into the dark side and succumb to fate. "

After saying this, Zuo Si stood up and patted the tough guy on the shoulder.

Obviously, the last sentence deeply touched Gus, making him subconsciously tightly grasp the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and his eyes, which were originally filled with anger and hatred, gradually became clear and bright.

No words!

No words are needed!

Gus just bent down and bowed deeply to Zuo Si, then walked straight out of the palace with a sword on his back under the leadership of a servant.

It is not difficult to see from the steady steps that he no longer has any confusion in his heart, and he exudes vitality from head to toe.

"Master, will he succeed?"

The maid Paris came up and asked in an uncertain tone.

Zuo Si pursed his lips and replied meaningfully: "Of course! Because he is the most powerful human being I have ever seen in terms of spirit and will. And such people are often the most capable of creating incredible miracles. "

"Who is stronger between me and him? "

The maid was obviously a little jealous and unconvinced.

Because in her opinion, Zuo Si cared too much about Gus, and even allowed him to stay in the harem for cultivation.

If she had not personally experienced the master's sexual interests in certain aspects, she might have thought that this was a sign of taking the other party into the harem.

After all, the trend of gay sex is quite popular in this world.

Many nobles and priests in the King's Hall are in the fashion of playing with young and handsome boys and even children.

Of course, the proportion of men and women is not low.

In this regard, Paris has always been very sensitive and vigilant, fearing that her position will be taken away by a woman or a man one day.

There is no way, the women in this world are so sad.

Not only do they have to beware of those coquettish peers, but they also have to guard against men of the opposite sex.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, your man will be taken away by the other party.

"Haha, based on the data on paper now, you are definitely more powerful.

No matter what, Gus is just a mortal, but you have already stepped half a foot into the realm of the extraordinary.

But if you really fight for your lives, I think Gus has a better chance of winning.

Because there are many things that you will never understand without experiencing life and death. "

Zuo Si reached out and gently stroked Paris's increasingly delicate and charming face and gave the answer.

However, the maid obviously didn't care about who was stronger at this moment, but tiptoed up with a charming look.

Not long after, some strange sounds began to be heard in this quiet and deserted place.

Afterwards, a maid picked up some black feathers with strange shapes when cleaning nearby.

But such birds were not raised in the palace.

For a while, many people were speculating where these feathers came from.

Only Mana, the queen, obviously knew something, and became depressed for several days.

Until Zuo Si took the time to come to the harem and spent two private hours with her.

When she appeared again, the queen had become rosy and charming.

There is no doubt that Gus's arrival made Zuo Si's entire plan more and more perfect.

But he obviously didn't know that there were several pairs of eyes in the dark carefully observing him and this country that was rising and expanding at an unimaginable speed.

"Damn it!

Where did these guys come from?

With their weapons and equipment and organization, it was simply a dimensionality reduction attack on this world.

And this speed of technological development is too unusual, isn't it?

Especially hundreds of kilometers of railways, can they really be built by manpower in a few months?"

Anastasia flew through the sky with magic power, and when she fell down, she was already stunned, and could hardly believe the facts she saw.

She couldn't imagine that she had only built a base on the cliff by the sea and hid for a few months, how could it seem like hundreds of years had passed after she came out?

As the last princess of the Tsarist Russian royal family, she knew very well how difficult the industrialization process was.

Take her own country as an example. Since Peter the Great, it has tried to introduce advanced technology and scientific concepts from Europe. Later, under the strong promotion of Catherine the Great, it finally had a little industrial foundation.

It was with these foundations that Empress Catherine was able to achieve large-scale expansion of the territory of Tsarist Russia, win one victory after another in the military, and completely establish the status of a European power.

But now, a regime that suddenly rose has completed the industrialization that normal countries need decades or even hundreds of years to complete in less than a year.

Outrageous!

Too outrageous!

Especially the roar of muskets and cannons on the battlefield, and the tragic scene of those stupid noble knights who attacked the line infantry and fell one after another on the charge road, all made Anastasia seem to have returned to the war-torn Europe from the 18th to the 19th century.

"Could it be that a certain planeswalker visited this world?"

Hansel obviously realized something, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

And while saying this, he kept capturing the souls of the nobles who died on the battlefield and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, looking like a greedy child.

"You mean... that foreign prince is a planeswalker from another time and space?"

Anastasia's face suddenly became extremely serious.

As one of little Annie's most trusted followers, she has only seen two planeswalkers, one is her little master, and the other is the dark prince Greya.

And both of them have quasi-divine power comparable to that of gods.

So in Anastasia's mind, the power of planeswalkers is simply not something that a heroic spirit like herself can contend with.

Only true gods and planeswalkers can fight against planeswalkers.

"Don't ask me, I'm not a planeswalker like my sister, at least not yet."

Hansel rolled his eyes and continued to focus on eating the souls of the dead nobles.

"Humph! Instead of tangling here, why don't I just rush into the palace and meet the other party and I'll know the answer?"

Mordred was still as "reckless" as always, wanting to get information directly in the simplest and most violent way.

Anyway, she was already little Annie's follower, so she didn't have to worry about dying, so she further magnified her character of "not caring about life and death, just fight if you don't agree."

"Are you an idiot? Wouldn't that expose our existence? Besides, how do you know that the other party is not Annie's enemy?"

Anastasia asked back unhappily.

She never understood why her little master summoned this troublesome heroic spirit to be her partner.

Is it just to show rebellion to her father?

Or is there some secret hidden in this "manly woman" that she doesn't know?

Mordred sneered and retorted: "Then what do you say we should do?

Should we just sit here and watch these armies equipped with muskets and artillery attack cities everywhere and bring this continent directly into the industrial age?

Don't forget that the real world of this time and space will be closely connected with the spirit and soul.

Perhaps when the young master comes back, the whole situation will change drastically."

"Master Hansel, what do you think about this?"

Anastasia obviously didn't want to pay attention to Mordred, and directly cast her eyes on the boy of the twins born by Zuo Si and Eribes.

"I don't have any opinion on this. If you want me to help, it's purely overthinking."

Hansel grinned and showed naked and undisguised gloating.

After all, he didn't want to stay with his sister little Annie, but was in a state of semi-house arrest and semi-hostage. It was already a great honor for him not to make trouble.

You still want him to help clean up the mess?

Dream on!

It must be said that Hansel's attitude directly made Anastasia a little angry.

But the problem is that she can't do anything to him at all.

Let alone the fact that Hansel is the little master's younger brother, the terrifying divine power he possesses is definitely not something that a mere heroic follower can contend with.

What to do?

Anastasia was immediately in trouble.

If possible, she really wanted to tell the little master what happened here immediately.

But the problem is that she didn't dare to use cross-time and space communication easily.

Because according to little Annie, all signals transmitted in the dark void may be captured by the super-time and space beacon tower.

And the signal being captured by the super-time beacon means that the reconnaissance force of New Phyrexia will soon appear in the time and space where the signal was sent.

So Anastasia didn't dare to gamble, nor did she dare to take such a big risk.

Just when she was in a dilemma, Hansel suddenly reminded her: "Why don't you go find the witch in this world? Maybe she knows something."

"Witch? Yes! Why didn't I think of it."

Anastasia was instantly awakened, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

After all, the witches in this world have a very close connection with the underworld, and their lifespan is longer than that of ordinary people. They should be aware of the current situation of rampage.

Thinking of this, she didn't hesitate for even a second, and directly cast a magic teleport and disappeared on the spot.

However, the little daughter of the last Tsar's family obviously didn't know that as soon as she left, Hansel began to encourage Mordred: "Hey! Little Mo, do you want to go with me to have some fun?"

"Have fun?"

When Mordred heard this word, his eyes lit up instantly.

As a heroic spirit who advocates violence and is full of rebellious spirit, she has been bored and almost crazy living in seclusion in the cliffs.

That is why she wants to do something as soon as she is released.

Especially the scene of war, which is a naked temptation for her.

Hansel grinned and nodded: "That's right!

In the east of this continent, a powerful empire called Kusha is advancing.

With the strength of the Kingdom of Midland, it can't last long.

So why don't we go directly to this country, kill all the nobles and take the whole country for ourselves.

Then integrate resources to start a war with the Kusha Empire.

At that time, I will be the king, and you will be the general, and trample the arrogant Emperor of Terror under your feet.

How about it, isn't this a good idea?"

"Hahaha! It sounds great! But you should want to eat the souls of the nobles, soldiers and civilians of the Kusha Empire?"

Mordred is obviously not stupid, and he saw through the other party's intention at a glance.

After all, Hansel has never concealed his strong desire for souls.

"So what? Will this reduce your fun?"

Hansel pursed his lips and asked with a smile.

Mordred immediately shook his head: "No, of course not, and your proposal is indeed very attractive. But the question is, will this ruin the little master's plan?"

"How could it be?

We are helping her speed up the whole plan.

Think about it, once the boundary between the netherworld and the real world is broken, how interesting will this world become?

My sister can also more intuitively feel the evil thoughts hidden in the deepest part of the netherworld.

So you don't have to worry at all.

Maybe my sister will praise you for it."

Hansel grinned and kept tempting.

If Anastasia was present, he would definitely not use such a clumsy trick.

Because with the wisdom of this princess, she would definitely notice something wrong.

But the problem is that there is only one impulsive, rebellious, and impatient Mordred left.

Although Hansel looked well-behaved and honest when little Annie was around, the evil and cunning in his bones had not disappeared. He was just forced to hide after suffering too many losses.

Now that little Annie was gone and Anastasia left to find the witch, he naturally had to jump out and make trouble.

And he had a strong premonition that his sister was going to be in big trouble this time, and it was the best time for him to escape.

Seizing the Kingdom of Mitlan and going to war with the Kusha Empire was just the beginning. Next, he wanted the whole world to burn and fall into chaos.

"Okay! Just do as you say!"

Mordred finally made up his mind to let go and do a big job.

She had had enough of hiding in the dark like a mouse all day long, and she longed to stand on the battlefield again to win one glorious victory after another.

In this way, the two hit it off and teleported directly to the capital of the Kingdom of Mitlan.

When these two "little ancestors" came, the country's long-decadent aristocracy ushered in its own doomsday.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!"

"Monsters... Monsters! They are all unkillable monsters!"

"Run! Run! Don't look back!"

"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you? Please hold on!"

"Someone! Protect the king! Don't let anyone get close to your majesty's bedroom!"

...

Accompanied by screams and the panic of servants and soldiers, the entire palace was flooded with blood in less than five minutes.

Mordred, who had been holding back for too long, did not give any armed people a chance to surrender or escape. He killed people in the palace like a bloody Valkyrie.

More than hundreds of guards, nobles and knights fell in a pool of blood without even knowing what happened.

Their sturdy armor and shields were no different from paper in front of the treasure [The Brilliant King's Sword], and they would often be cut in half with one blow, along with the armor.

At this moment, the floor of the palace had become like a slaughterhouse, with incomplete corpses everywhere, as well as limbs, internal organs, heads and other organs scattered around.

The sticky blood was like a dark red carpet, symbolizing the conspiracy, killing and death that must be experienced on the way to the throne of power.

"Enough! Stop! Who are you? Why are you killing people wantonly in the palace of the Kingdom of Midland?"

A middle-aged man who looked like a minister mustered up the courage to stand up and scolded, trying to use his noble blood and majesty to intimidate the two lunatics.

Unfortunately, he obviously didn't know that the two people in front of him cared least about the shitty nobles.

Because in terms of bloodline, Mordred was the son and heir of King Arthur in the ancient British legend, and Hansel was the heir of Zuo Si, and he was fully qualified to call himself a prince or a prince.

So the minister not only failed to intimidate the two, but was directly stripped of his soul by the latter's hook finger and turned into a snack in his mouth.

Seeing this, the soldiers and knights guarding the door no longer had the will to resist, and they knelt on the ground with a plop and trembled, praying that the two killing gods would spare their lives.

"Are you going to kill them?"

Mordred shook off the blood on his sword and asked with his head tilted.

Hansel obviously hesitated for a moment and quickly responded: "No, don't kill them anymore. After all, controlling this country requires a lot of manpower, and these guys should be useful pawns. Now let's go meet the king."

"I want to chop off his head with my own hands, don't fight with me."

Mordred was obviously very keen on killing the king, and kicked open the closed door and walked into the room.

As a result, he saw the King of Midland lying on the bed with his eyes dull and obviously not having much time left.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Mordred frowned subconsciously.

"Oh my, this is terrible. The king you saw actually tried to rape his daughter, but he was discouraged after being resisted."

Hansel seemed to have found something interesting, and his eyes flashed with a creepy light.