The fluorescent light shone on the figure in front of the weapons display stand, and his arms moved.

The cold sword edge hangs on the ground, and Bai Frost makes a slight sound of "snap", spreading to her arms, body, face, hair.... The drunken eyes turn gray and white. The next second, she turns to the gate of the arsenal, and the door opens automatically silently.

The guards on both sides heard the movement and turned around, their dark and cold swords cut open their necks and fell to the ground with blood.

At the door, the white eyes slowly gathered into dark blue, and the blood-dropped sword tip gently tapped on the ground.

"stand up!"

Batu's voice became multiplied, as if the voices of countless people were overlapping together. The tip of the sword was against the iron helmet of the corpse, "Fight for me," the guard who had originally died with wide eyes slowly stood up, opened his mouth and showed his white teeth, and roared.

“Uh uh uh….”

Grabbing the weapons, the lost eyes ignited a dark blue flame. At this time, the guards were still patrolling in the official residence, and the slaves were busy. They didn't know what happened suddenly here. When a team of patrol soldiers walked past the neighborhood, the killing came quietly.

The corpse ghoul suddenly came out of the shadow and killed several guards. The dead man then got up after resurrection and took advantage of the night to attack the people he met in the official residence.

The moment the screams sounded, the number of corpses was almost everywhere in the entire official residence. Whether they reacted or did not react, they were stunned by the sudden monster. Someone just woke up from the bed and before they got up, a crazy figure broke into the door...

The shrill cry was mixed in chaos and resounded throughout the night sky. Xia Yi stood on a building not far from the official residence, holding her hand behind her, looking at all this high. When the shrill scream came, there was no ripples in her eyes.

The life and death of people in this world have no guilt for him, especially the upper country. What he sees along the way is luxury and pleasure on earth.

"A bunch of parasites."

When the cold voice came out, the screams of the official residence there had disappeared, and a large number of figures turned into corpse ghouls, hundreds of thousands of them rushed out of the gate. When they came to the street, the passers-by exclaimed, and then they were chased, killed, fell into a pool of blood, and turned into corpse ghouls to continue looking for living creatures around.

The huge chaos began to spread. Batuo, who had walked out of the official residence, turned over his mount with a long sword, and the dark blue flames instantly wrapped around. The long-haired orc stood up and let out a sarcastic cry. His agile body gradually faded away his flesh and flesh and bones, and could see the flesh and blood inside.

After a moment, the corpse ghouls spreading in the city rushed towards the palace under the guidance of frost sorrow.

Xia Yi stood at a high place without moving, but just watched all this quietly. Then, he jumped up, his body drifted across a long arc, stepped on the high courtyard wall, and another thud, falling into the courtyard of the official residence, and the rock tiles under his feet were trampled and splashed.

There was nothing to move here. Xia Yi came here and just looked for the fluctuations of the golden cudgel. This was originally his weapon, so he naturally had to take it back.

Ignoring the blood stained around me, the broken limbs followed the direction of the weapons fluctuations, and all the way, raising my foot to kick the closed arsenal door to the death.

boom!

Half of the fan collapsed, pressing straight down the ground and rolling up a strong wind. The other half of the fan, with a torn sound, hit the opposite wall, and the residue splashed everywhere.

Walking into the dust, Xia Yi's eyes swept around, then fell into the corner of the wall, and on the weapon stand, there was a long golden stick quietly placed.

"Sage, there's a fight."

He reached out and grabbed the weapon far away, and the moment the weapon was shaking, it flew over and fell into Xia Yi's hand. When it fell into Xia Yi's hand, the air behind him was twisted, and in the dim light, a phantom gradually condensed.

The thick stick waving, silently leaning on the ground, revealing a hairy thunderbolt mouth, her eyes were ferocious and ferocious, her mouth was split violently, and her sharp teeth were opened.

That is a simple word that overlaps the sounds.

"good!"

The next second, the figure who walked out of the arsenal and waved, and many weapons displayed inside sounded loudly, leaving their original positions, intertwined, and floating in the air.

Xia Yi kicked his feet, and he rose up from the ground, rushed into the night sky, and the moment he fell down on the roof, it turned into a black afterimage and ran towards the palace in the distance.

A dense array of weapons followed closely behind, dragging a jingling metal collision in the night sky.

The chaos in the city caused a fire, and the palace could be seen from afar. Torn shouts sounded from different directions, and the soldiers guarding the entrance of the palace saw a tide formed by blue fires in front of him rushing over.

Originally, someone saw the figure of the leader over there and was stunned. Subconsciously speaking, saying: "Dian... Your Highness..."

Then, the whole person flew out and smashed it on the city gate.

The skeleton mount had a long and violent hiss. The knight above was wearing a cloak and covered in black armor with mottled white frost, covering him with extremely evil.

"Open the city gate!" Batuo said softly, his voice squeaking and low.

The corpse ghouls rushed to share the food with the soldiers, and some pushed the palace gate, so he walked in. The soldiers guarding the palace reacted, and some did not dare to resist the third prince, and actually gave up the passage.

He walked forward, then got off his mount and walked into the back hall. The guard at the door saw the prince who had changed his appearance and pulled out his weapons. He blew a few times, and blood splattered on the walls on both sides. The body fell down against the walls crookedly.

Batuo didn't even look at them, but reached out and pressed the door of the bedroom and pushed it open.

Bang—

The noisy movement woke the sleeping emperor up, sat up, and the down quilt slid off the carpet. The old man looked at his son at the door and his face changed.

"Batto your eyes..."

"Father, this is a sign of strength." Over there, the tall and dark figure stepped on the soft carpet, and the sound of footsteps passed.

The emperor put down his feet and stood on the ground: "But your power... I only feel evil, great power, will not let you sink, but will only let you wake up, child, let go of the weapons in your hands."

"hehe….."

A low and dumb laughter came from the rolling Adam's apple. Batuo raised his face and took a step. The frost spread from under his feet, freezing the soft plush.

His lips, covered with white frost, opened in a deep voice: "My power makes you feel uncomfortable, right? It threatens you... the majesty of being an emperor."

"Batou, put down the weapon in your hand immediately-"

The figure there did not move, staring at the father opposite him, and his steps moved again.

"Father, I have a question that puzzles my heart."

"What's the question?"

"I defeated the ghoul... I protected the subjects of this land and made your glory more dazzling, but why, I am not the best candidate for the throne."

There was finally a trace of emotion in the dark blue eyes.

"...I'm your son too."

The low words fell, and the figure who walked over tightened the hilt of the sword, then raised his voice and roared: "I am your son too! The prince of this country! I deserve to be treated fairly and get everything I deserve-"

boom!

The frost sorrow flames burst out and swept through the air.

The blood splattered and pounced on Batu's face. The crown representing supreme and all-out strength was stained with blood. It rolled to the ground with jinglings. The blood-dropped head was lifted in his hand and placed in front of him, looking at the lost eyes.

"——including the crown on your head."

.....

However, the moment he said this, the window frame not far away broke open, and a figure slammed into the glass fragments flying all over the sky. Two sounds of metal collision, and Batuo's scream of "uh!", flew out and hit the wardrobe in front.

When the clothes and wood chips flew down to cover the figure below, Xia Yi rushed in and walked straight to the right side of the bed in the room. There was a high-legged rectangular wooden cabinet, with a red luster on the brown-yellow cabinet.

That was a redstone.

Breaking the covered glass and grabbing it into his hand, Xia Yi turned around and rushed out of the window again, heading towards the mountain that was leaning against the palace.

Crazy...slides on the ground in a mess.

Buried below, Batuo covered his head and slowly stood up. When he saw the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood, his body suddenly trembled.

"Father….."

Outside the bedroom, a series of footsteps, friction and collisions of weapons and armor sounded in the corridor. The guards who arrived stood at the door and saw the fallen emperor and his hands covered in blood.

Someone shouted: "The third prince plans to assassinate His Majesty—"

"No!"

Then, the roar of regret resounded.

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At the same time, the figure moving in black jumped off the outer wall of the palace and spread towards the foot of the mountain. The red stone in his hand was also excited at the same time, and the red beam of light hit the towering mountain.

In the darkness, in a certain direction, the stone steps winding upwards appeared in front of Xia Yi.
Chapter completed!