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Kardim, an ancient and glorious city, the imperial capital of the Kejistan Empire.

However, when a group of people approached the city gate, Tyrael frowned: "It's not good, I can feel Belial, the king of lies, is in the city, and the city should have completely fallen into his hands."

He surveyed the city in the wind and sand. The majestic earth-brown city walls blocked his sight, but the noisy shouts could not be blocked, and sad voices came from inside from time to time.

Arnold listened carefully, picked up the shield, and walked into the city gate first.

Unexpectedly, no one questioned or paid attention to them. Arnold turned his eyes, stopped a couple in a hurry, and said loudly, "May I ask what happened?"

The woman with a frowning face said: "More and more demons appear, and more and more people are infected, but no one cares about it at all, hey..."

They were carrying a simple stretcher. On the stretcher was a corpse covered with sackcloth. The hands hanging from the corpse were not only festered but also black and blue.

Her husband gently pushed her, "Let's go." The man glanced at the bright and beautiful group of people in distress, and couldn't help saying: "You...be careful."

……

Corpses are constantly being carried out of the city, waiting to be burned, and perhaps those that cannot be burned will be thrown into the desert. After they are dried, carrion vultures will come down from the sky and have a full meal.

Matthew noticed sharply that even the corpses of good-looking children were perfunctorily wrapped in red robes and carried out together.

In the face of such a disaster, there is no difference between poor and rich, old and young.

"Where is the emperor in this city? The palace is not far from here, right? Why didn't you send anyone to deal with it?" Arnold stared at the castle-like building in the distance, but he heard passers-by whisper: "Hakan II What is the use of such a child..."

A group of militiamen passed by, and the captain of the militia gave a yell, "Even the imperial guards have been mobilized to the palace. Who knows what the emperor is doing."

This is not normal. "It's too bad we have to go to the palace to meet the emperor," Liya suggested.

Wen Shuo glanced at her: "Your uncle is right, the violence and plague here are much more serious than those in Tristram." She took Matthew's hand, "Let's go."

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are intuitively terrifying, and Matthew has been silent all the way.The castle with green, gold, and white as the main colors is very rich and has a sense of sanctity. The road to the palace is relatively quiet, which is in stark contrast to the tragic situation in the outer city.

Wen Shuo squeezed the girl's hand, "Don't be afraid."

Matthew shook his head, his voice was crisp and firm: "I'm not afraid, I'm just thinking, the citizens say that the emperor of this generation is a child, no matter whether he usually decides by himself or not, he can really understand his responsibility at this critical moment Is it? Also, could he be... ill? "

"Are you worried about the little emperor?" Arnold thought for a while, and explained based on what he had seen and heard: "You don't know, the priests have the right to choose the emperor. It was chosen from the north, after the late emperor died unexpectedly. Therefore, even if the emperor falls, there will be someone to ensure that the country continues to operate."

He changed the topic: "So this is what I find strange. If the power of the gods is higher than the power of the emperor, there will definitely be priests organizing to purify, fight, and issue decrees at critical moments. No matter how bad it is, ministers will come forward to preside over it. How could it be like today? It's a mess."

"Could it be that the wizard will interfere?" Paracelsus suddenly said.

Leah froze for a moment, "You mean the evil wizard organization that sent people to assassinate Tyrael and my uncle?"

Paracelsus said indifferently: "You should have read all your uncle's notes, right? Then you should be able to imagine that what they are good at is using secret rituals to summon demons. Kardim's demons suddenly grow, maybe some wizards will thanks to

The bald-headed middle-aged man added: "There is also the credit of Belial, the king of lies, and the wizard will be his minion."

Wen Shuo nodded: "Maybe they all gathered in the palace, the little emperor is a bit miserable..."

"Crack", a body fell vertically from the castle, smashing into pieces before their eyes.

Several people:"……"

The girls stepped back in unison.

A glove stretched out without hesitation, and picked up the diary that slipped out of the corpse's owner's pocket on the ground.

Wen Shuo was covering Matthew's eyes, "Brother, what are you doing? Do you want to be a detective?"

"That is Holmes' job."

The Cave King quickly flipped through the parchment diary, and glanced at the corpse on the ground from time to time. Wen Shuo couldn't help but raise his head. This was already the street leading to the castle, but there was no one in the direction where the corpse fell.

"Suicide or homicide? Are we going to settle a civil dispute or a criminal case?"

The Cave King didn't speak, and when he had almost finished reading the diary, the parchment was burned to ashes with the flames in his hands.He grinned and showed a mocking sneer: "The owner of the diary knows the little emperor. The child suddenly changed his temperament a month ago and wanted to drive away everyone close to him."

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, "This is the end of not wanting to go."

"..." Tyrell said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, that child has been controlled by something."

That thing—Tyrael was referring to Belial or the Wizarding Council, the former was more likely, because according to his angelic feeling, the entire imperial city had already been saturated with the aura of the King of Lies.

"In short, no matter which one it is, the key point is in the palace, right?" Arnold entered the state of preparation, and picked up the ancient incinerator hammer with a "babble".

As expected, they were stopped by the Imperial Guard at the gate of the palace.

"Stop!" The captain's voice was cold, "Today, no one is allowed to enter the palace."

"Hit!" Wen Shuo went straight to the fight without saying a word!

……

Standing among the scrambled bodyguards, Wen Shuo raised his head to look at the majestic shape of the castle, calculated their speed, and then said: "The stone hammer is a serious problem. The emperor is usually at the highest place, Why don't we fly up?"

Here we do not include the Heroic Spirit Servants, that is a group of guys who can successfully climb to the top without flying and flying.

——Except for the Department of Warring Five Scum Writers.

Tyrell couldn't help but said: "The transformed wings are not real wings, they can't fly." He thought Wen Shuo was referring to Mr. Te.

Arnold: "It's amazing that you can fly."

Tyrell: ...

As long as the wings look good, it doesn't have to be able to fly.Wen Shuo comforted Tyrell: "It's okay, I think your wings are pretty, and silver and white are the color of purity and integrity."

Tesla came over: "Are you saying that my color is not pure?" The boss questioned this very much, and slapped his golden wings.

Wen Shuo: "...pure, very pure, and it looks delicious." It's still the same style as Imperius.

Tesla shook his head: "Hmph, the choice of a genius is always different."

Tyrell thought for a while about his angelic brothers and sisters, and felt deeply that countless people were lying on the ground. At the same time, a weird idea suddenly appeared: the protracted war has been fought for thousands of years, and the hell demon should not be interested in the angel's wings and flesh. What kind of thought... huh?

In a very magical world, Wen Shuo figured out a very technological thing - a blue skateboard that had won all the battles in the Pacific War.

After turning on the flight mode, she pulled Matthew and Leah to sit on it, and flew into the sky, "See you later, friends!"

"Senior, senior, aren't we too ostentatious..." Matthew lowered his head, "I've seen a lot of guards, and soldiers on the square..."

Liya tried her best to keep calm: "Wen, Wen Shuo, we won't be beaten right away, right?"

You won't get beaten, but it's true to be watched.

"Who?!" After they landed on the solemn and heavy marble platform, a group of guards quickly surrounded them.

Matthew put up his shield and waited for it, Liya also drew out his gun, only Wen Shuo put away the flyboard, "Hey, don't get excited, where's your little emperor?"

The silver spear remained motionless, "Intruder, explain your purpose!" As the encirclement gradually narrowed, Wen Shuo spread his hands, "Tsk, it seems that the only thing to do is... oh, isn't this His Majesty the Emperor?"

Behind the tall guards, she spotted a small figure approaching quickly.

Unexpectedly, the immature voice shouted: "Catch them all!"

Wen Shuo stared coldly at the little guy in iron armor and silver helmet, wearing a red robe, who was between a teenager and a child, running over, with his toes akimbo.

Before the two teams of guards could make a move, the sky thunder descended into the world, blue flames rose everywhere, and the soldiers in hardened clothes screamed and fell down.

The moment they fell, they turned into half-human, half-snake appearances. The smooth tails of the snakes couldn't support them and fell to the ground, and some of them turned into powder from the tip of the tails.

The little emperor was stunned.

"What do you want to say?" Wen Shuo looked at the young boy leisurely.

His face was round and full of luster, and he didn't look sick at all.Surrounded by a group of violent elements, the little emperor blinked, his eyes filled with steam, and his attitude changed instantly, "Woo... I was also forced, I was controlled by them!"

He took a step forward, seeming to be a little timid again, "Great, anyway...you are here to save me, right?" As he said this, his bright eyes quickly burst into light of hope.

"You..." Tyrell hesitated to speak, "Do you want to say that you are controlled? Controlled by who?"

"Of course it's Belial, that villain who is full of lies!" The little emperor yelled, pacing irritably, "He watched me and put me under house arrest. I was not allowed to issue all the decrees, so I had to pretend to obey him..."

Leah asked abruptly, "How do you know about Belial?"

The little emperor paused and looked at Liya. He stared at Liya for a few seconds, and then his face was full of frustration: "He said. And all my ministers were replaced by him." He glanced at the people on the ground with disgust The body of the snake head, "by these guys."

"Where are the people in this palace?" Matthew asked anxiously.

"Oh they... I don't know, maybe they are still alive, maybe..." The little emperor lowered his voice and moved closer to Matthew.

Tyrell frowned tightly, the Cave King folded his arms and temporarily watched from the sidelines, Tesla was thoughtful, and Paracelsus said nothing.

The little angel of justice Matthew immediately picked up the shield, "Where is the devil, do you know?"

The little emperor looked at her with shining eyes, "You want to avenge us, don't you? That's great, come with me, ma'am." As he said that, he was about to walk side by side with Matthew.

"Wait a minute." A hand hooked Matthew's neck and pulled her back.

Wen Shuo took a step forward, and smiled meaningfully at the little emperor who turned around: "Have you had enough acting?"

"You..." The little emperor was taken aback, a little aggrieved, "Are you afraid that I will still be controlled?"

"No, no, no." Waggling his fingers, Wen Shuo signaled Liya and Matthew to step back, and continued to smile: "Beylier has already controlled the entire palace and city, so why leave a useless little emperor in vain?"

"As for those ministers and the real little emperor, they are all dead. What do you think, Your Excellency Belial?"

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly condensed, and the two of them stared at each other for a while.Suddenly, the little emperor sighed and smiled: "You are right, unknown warrior. I admit it, I am Belial."

He finally spoke the first truth since his appearance.

Tyrell's furrowed brow relaxed.

The figure suddenly drifted, flickering like smoke.The Demon King still maintains the form of a boy, but his temperament is quite different. He lifted his feet off the ground and bowed his body gracefully, like an artist, with a calm tone, "Welcome to the city of lies—my Belial's stage. surrounded city."

He glanced at the male servants who were about to beat him up, and looked at Wen Shuo, his voice was like a beautiful major: "How did you see my lies?"

"I lied to you."

Beryl: ...

"Okay, I lied, I didn't guess, I saw it." Wen Shuo's smile tended to move closer to Earl Heizhen: "After all, you appear in your own body in my eyes! So big and strong A demon king!"

She spread her arms dramatically.

"Hahahahahaha..." The earl laughed. "Surrounded by illusion? Your existence itself is quite real." A stream of flames appeared behind Edmund, as well as ghost and animal effects.

The demon king was not angry at all, but smiled, "If you say that, then hell will come true when it comes to the world..."

"unacceptable."

"At that time, I will bestow...huh?"

His speech was suddenly interrupted.

The girl who rushed out like lightning pinched Belial's neck fiercely in an instant, strangling him by the throat.

"Mashu?!" Arnold, who just broke into the rooftop after beating the snake man, stared at the scene in front of him in surprise.

The purple eyes were burning with anger and murderous intent.

"Those who play with life, language, and feelings...deserve death!"

The author has something to say: Thank you Jiming, Nuomi Duanzi, Dreamwalking Three Thousands, and the little angels with blank ids for their irrigation~ and 22175928 and Sleepwalking Three Thousands little angels for throwing thunder~=3=

In the past few days, I have suffered from kidney deficiency and liver pain when brushing grass and equipment, but the Monkey King set is still missing =. = When will my dream of ringing the bell come true...

Swimsuits are coming!Good luck to everyone who draws cards and drops! =3=(Flies rub their hands.gif