"Yeshayan Mountain" is the birthplace of the empire. It was on this conical hill that Queen Yeshayan formed the "One Mother" Freemasonry. After the establishment of the empire, it was completely moved away from the original place. Emperors of all dynasties traveled or fought in all directions.
Today, the mountain has been renamed the "Lingjin Throne" and is placed on a giant base made of Yaling gold. It is dragged and moved by three Pangbotan ten thousand battle groups to demonstrate the supreme imperial power of the Yeshe Ya'an family. However, the road up the mountain is still only a winding path, zigzagging upwards with an extremely steep slope, and the early steps manually dug are also broken and sometimes missing.
Li Liang has not experienced hiking on a mountain for a long time, and it is still such a high mountain.
Accustomed to pontoons, spaceships and magic, he often had the illusion that the more places he visited, the world seemed to become smaller and smaller. In the past, walking from the pet hospital to the New Order Joint Meeting Building would be almost exhausting, but now even if he crosses It only takes a few months to cover half of the Dark Spirit General Territory.
However, he lost his means of transportation and was not allowed to use magic. When he had to climb step by step, he once again realized the frailty of the human body. Even if he only overcame the weak gravity of one G, he was still so tired that he could sweat on his forehead.
Compared with some Taoist arts, magic has this disadvantage. No matter which god you believe in or what level you reach, it cannot enhance the physical fitness of the magician.
Of course, the two Terensans weren't much better.
In the process of going up the mountain, every once in a while or when they encounter a slightly flat place, the three of them will stop and take a short rest.
Li Liang felt that this was probably the only remaining tacit understanding between the two princes.
Although it is impossible to know exactly how the battle is going, judging from the emperor's sudden decision to summon the three of them, it is obvious that the overall situation has been decided outside, and the look of anger and loneliness on Angsa's face is in sharp contrast to the calm and indifferent expression of Mass. right.
It’s clear who the winner is.
Along the way, the two "sisters" who had been so close and drank together without saying a word did not say a word. During this perhaps last time together, there was only a long silence.
If it weren't for the sensitive ring spirits guarding them, Li Liang would have liked to use "peeping" magic to "listen" to what they were thinking.
When they were about to reach the top of the mountain, the three of them stopped to rest. Angsa walked alone to a protruding rock and stared blankly at the hall below. Mass had his back to him, but he was looking up at the top of the mountain.
Looking at the figures of the two people, Li Liang suddenly felt a little regretful. This struggle for imperial power would have a profound impact on the empire, the alliance and even the spiritual world, but he was the only spectator of this dramatic scene in front of him.
Set off again, and soon the three of them reached the top of the mountain.
This is a platform the size of a football field, surrounded by flags, the number of which far exceeds the current number of members of the alliance. The lower end of each flag extends to the ground and is spread towards the center of the platform. There is an extremely simple and crude flag that seems to have been dug by manpower. Stone Throne.
The throne had been rubbed until it was shiny. It did not have any majestic aura, but rather looked like a kind-hearted old man, silently witnessing the rise and fall of the empire, while the other old man who was sitting on it just now disappeared.
The servant who had been waiting for a long time led the three people towards the end of the platform, where there was a building that looked equally ancient, with vague lights.
In fact, without any guidance, Li Liang already knew that the emperor was deep in the building at this moment, because the most powerful ring spirit was guarding him there.
He could feel that the old man was dying.
More than ten minutes later, the three of them arrived in front of a square, undecorated building.
Is this the resting place chosen by the great emperor?
Before he could sigh, Li Liang followed Prince Mass across the threshold and turned around. The first thing he saw was a Pangbotan man sitting curled up on the ground.
Different from the majestic and brave image of the Pangbotan warrior, this Pampbotan man is as old as a dying elephant, his strong arms have long withered, and the wrinkles on his face are like the dry earth.
The Holy Emperor Terenza leaned in his arms, filled with spiritual cores, silver light leaking out, and surrounded by extremely graceful attire. Only a pale and thin face was exposed. He lowered his eyes and spoke with his skinny bones. His huge palm gently pressed against the emperor's back.
The powerful ring spirit, shrouded in black robes, stretched out a hand and pressed it on the emperor's head. That hand was not like the other ring spirits wearing mottled and decaying silver gauntlets, but lifelike.
At this moment, no one needed any magic to see that the Great Emperor was on his deathbed.
Li Liang originally thought that the emperor would angrily accuse Mass of being treasonous, but the old man raised his hand slightly and motioned for him to come forward.
He hesitated and took a few steps forward. Unexpectedly, the emperor raised his hand again, motioning for him to come closer.
Finally, he stood in front of the emperor and could see almost every wrinkle on the old man's face. Even though he was too old to move, his complexion was still fair, and his facial features could vaguely see the exquisite beauty of his youth, especially his descendants.
The emperor moved his lips and spoke slowly in Terence. The Pombotan who supported him did not raise his head and translated softly: "Is the human emperor like me?"
Li Liang was stunned for a moment, recalling the countless changes in imperial power in human history, where birds were lost and bows were hidden, and fratricide was repeated again and again. He sighed silently and whispered: "The rise and fall of dynasties has been like this from generation to generation."
Hearing the Pangbotans' translation, the emperor smiled, raised his eyes to look at the mass, raised his right hand with difficulty, and held what was in his hand on his palm.
It was a dagger with a simple wooden handle. The dagger blade was full of tiny notches, and the wooden handle was crookedly engraved with a line of Terenza characters.
The emperor said something in Terence, and Mass bowed his head and hurried forward. However, just as he was about to take the dagger with both hands, the emperor's hand tilted slightly, and the inheritance symbolizing the imperial power slipped directly. It fell to the ground with a dull sound.
Boom.
Mass hung his hands in the air, paused for a moment, slowly bent down, and picked up the dagger.
At the same time, the ring spirit that was caressing the emperor's head withdrew his palm, leaned over and leaned on the emperor's shoulder as if saying goodbye, then moved floatingly and stood behind Mass, while the original guardian ring spirit of Mass turned into a wisp of mist, All flow into the dagger.
The emperor spoke another Terensa language, and then his eyes gradually became distracted, his lips moved, and he raised his head, as if he wanted to say something to his most loyal partner, as if he wanted to give an order again, to lead the Terensa Empire and the Holy Carbon The fearless legions of the Christian Alliance conquered one civilization after another.
The old man Pangbotan, who was holding him in his arms, smiled softly and nodded slightly, as if he had been followed by soldiers for three hundred years.
Li Liang couldn't bear to watch this scene anymore, so he quietly backed away and walked out the door.
He stood at the door and looked quietly at the throne in the center of the platform in the distance.
Soon, Mass also came out, stood side by side with him, and said calmly:
"Do you know what his last two sentences are? The first sentence is, 'If you ever order the killing of your own kind, when you pick up the Queen's Blade, the Nazgul will execute you immediately. This is Yeshe Yaan One of the contracts signed between the family and the spirits of the previous kings'."
Li Liang remained silent.
Mass did not ask humans to eradicate the disease, but claimed that it hoped humans could protect Angsa's daughter. The real executioner was human beings. Perhaps it was for this reason that Mass just paused and picked up the dagger without any harm.
The question is, doesn’t the emperor know that there are such ridiculous loopholes in the contract?
"The second sentence he said was..." A deep sadness appeared on Mass's face, "I am very disappointed."
next moment.
The old man Pangbotan's singing voice came from the door, hoarse and distant, full of sorrow, and at the same time there was the sobbing cry of Angsa.
Li Liang turned to look at Mass beside him. The new emperor of the empire had tears in his eyes and was smiling.
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