"Brother, this way." After leaving the lounge, Ma Wei and Lai Wen returned to the banquet hall. The banquet hall was still lively, but Earl Stephens disappeared and it was unknown where he went. On the other hand, the second prince, Archbishop Brandon and others were all gone. Being entangled by the nobles, it was difficult to escape for a while.
"It's going to be 9 o'clock soon..." Lai Wen glanced at the clock on the wall and secretly sweated. Time was running out, and they had to let the second prince and Archbishop Brandon leave the banquet hall without arousing suspicion, but they were pulled to talk and couldn't get away no matter what.
So many people can't go to the toilet at the same time. The church monks patrolling the surrounding corners are not vegetarians.
"Should we summon the Demon Gate in advance?" the message asked: "Create chaos so that the Second Prince and the others can escape?"
"No, once the Demon Gate is summoned, it will immediately attract Anatole. The Demon Gate that is not opened cannot pose a threat to Anatole. It can only delay time. If she discovers the flaw, we will not be able to leave. !" Mavey's brain was spinning rapidly, looking for ways to help the second prince and Archbishop Brandon escape. Just as he was racking his brains, Napoleon suddenly stood up.
After leaving the lounge, Napoleon attracted the attention of the nobles without saying a word. The area around the second prince and Archbishop Brandon immediately became much emptier. Seizing the opportunity, the second prince and Archbishop Brandon quickly escaped, and several people came to the most densely populated hall. Central collection.
"One minute left." Looking at the constantly beating hands on their pocket watches, everyone held their breath and stared at the door of the banquet hall.
10 seconds... 5 seconds... 1 second... there was a ding, the wall clock on the wall jumped to 9 o'clock, the time bird popped out, and at the same time, the door of the banquet hall opened.
A maid walked into the hall carrying a tray full of champagne. Suddenly her feet twisted and she accidentally fell. The tray full of champagne poured onto the monk who was guarding the door. The maid apologized repeatedly and wiped the monk with a handkerchief. The wine stain... stuck!
The gas lamp hanging overhead suddenly went out, and the hall instantly fell into darkness. Amidst the exclamations from the guests, Ma Wei and others seized the opportunity, rushed to the open window, climbed out, and fell into the courtyard.
The maid who made a mistake at the door of the banquet hall was just a bait, used to distract the monks. The real escape route was the window. The banquet hall on the first floor was only one meter above the ground, and a child could easily climb over it.
Taking advantage of the chaos, everyone who had entered the courtyard had just regained their footing when a maid carrying a kerosene lamp walked out quickly from the corner and whispered: "Please follow me." There was no time to express how far the rebels had penetrated into the palace. The crowd followed the maid and turned into the palace stables. The members of the Knights of the Holy Silver Cross who were supposed to be patrolling here stood upright behind Count Stephens, looking as if they were distracted.
"Quickly, they will react immediately." Count Stephens asked people to remove the hay spread in the corner of the stable, revealing the cover below. After lifting it, there was a tunnel leading outside the palace.
"This tunnel was dug by His Majesty the Fourteenth Yin Fan. He was afraid that one day there would be another riot, so he left a way out for himself. Unfortunately... after he was caught, he was sent to the guillotine directly. There was no A chance to escape." Earl Stephens sighed and turned to look at Mavey: "I can only send you here. You will reach the slums on the other side of the Seine along this tunnel. Someone will pick you up there. I will take you there. It has been cleared for you. After arriving at the port, please leave as soon as possible and never stay!"
"Thank you."
"Needless to say, hurry up and set off, they will find out that you are missing soon!" Taking the kerosene lamp, Ma Wei and others jumped into the wet tunnel one by one. Count Stephens quickly asked people to cover the board and pile the hay on it. Above, at the same time, someone asked someone to clean up the footprints on the ground. After everything was completed, he tidied up his clothes, pretended to have just come out of the bathroom, and returned to the banquet hall.
The lighting in the banquet hall has been restored, and the monks also discovered the disappearance of Ma Wei and others, and blew the warning whistle. Count Stephens quietly squeezed into the crowd, picked up a glass of champagne, and just breathed a sigh of relief when a woman's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Sneer.
"Your Excellency, you are so interested." Stephens was shaken, turned around, and swallowed: "Mar... Duke Maria... you are..." More than just people appeared behind Stephens. Maria, and many well-armed Guardsmen. The Guardsmen are the most loyal soldiers responsible for protecting the emperor. They are only one in ten thousand. Seeing them, Stephens felt a chill in his heart.
"There are some things that need to be answered by Your Majesty the Earl. Please come with us." Instructed by Maria's eyes, two guards stepped forward to restrain Earl Stephens. Immediately, Maria produced a list of names. , read it out loud, and every time he read a name, the corner of Stephens's mouth would twitch, and by the end... his face was ashen.
These names should not have been discovered by Maria. They were spies lurking around Napoleon. Stephens had gone to great lengths to insert them. No one knew that even if they were caught, these spies could still pose a fatal threat to Napoleon.
But...
"Your Majesty, in fact, the moment Nicholas von Manstein set foot on Paris, you had no chance of winning." Maria said with a smile on her face, but her eyes were very cold: "On your Majesty's order, the traitor was arrested. Army! Drag them out and shoot them on the spot!" The nobles were silent and turned pale with fright at this scene. As soon as Stephens and others were dragged out of the hall, Archbishop Fayin hurried over with his people. As soon as they entered the door, they loudly questioned: "Stephens Where is Si?!" Bang!
boom! boom! Hearing the gunfire outside the window, Maria said calmly: "I have executed them."
"What?!" Archbishop Fayin suddenly became angry: "Did you know that they let Nicholas von Manstein go?! Only he knows the whereabouts of Nicholas and others!"
"Let Nicholas go?" Maria pretended to be surprised and said immediately: "I'm very sorry, Your Excellency Archbishop, Count Stephens intends to conspire to assassinate Your Majesty. After I found out their henchmen, I executed them immediately. I really can't Thinking that you still need him...Simone, go out and see if Count Stephens is still alive?"
"Yes!" The Guardsman named Simone climbed out of the window and found Stephens lying in a pool of blood in the yard. After approaching, he tested his breathing, then took out a dagger and slit Stephens' throat with his foot. He stepped on the back of Stephens' neck, waited for two minutes, and then turned back to the hall.
"Report, Count Stephens has been executed!"
"What a pity, Your Excellency the Archbishop." Maria said apologetically: "It would have been better if you had come earlier."
"You!" He looked at Maria, and then at Napoleon, who was standing not far away and watching with cold eyes. Archbishop Fayin's body was shaking with anger. After a while, he nodded, without saying anything, and turned around with the church monks. leave.
Maria and Napoleon exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and rushed out of the hall with the Guards. Their mission was not over yet. Stephens was dead and the spies in the palace had been eliminated. The next step... was to take advantage of the resistance. Before anyone can react, it's time to capture and execute the main leaders!
After leaving the palace and boarding the carriage on the way to the rebels' residence, Maria looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky and said to herself: "The moon should be redder." The black fan gently brushed the moon, and in an instant, The moon, which was originally as holy as mercury, was dyed red, and the blood-red light shining on Paris gave off bursts of weirdness.
In Notre Dame Cathedral, Anatole suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with horror, and his fingers started to tremble slightly.
At the same time, a woman's clear and melodious laughter came from the distant carriage, like a charming magic voice. The Guardsmen who heard the laughter looked at a loss.
"It's not enough... This river should be a river of bones and blood." The fan waved again, and the wide and fast Seine River bubbled up, as if it was being boiled. The bottom of the river was stained with blood, and there were countless white bones. Surface and flow along the river.
"No...no..." At Notre Dame Cathedral, Anatole stumbled back and accidentally knocked over the gold cup filled with red wine on the table. There was a clang and the scarlet wine spilled on the carpet.
"It's not enough..." On the carriage, Maria put her lips against the fan and suddenly said: "This city should be the city of death..." Just as she was about to wave the fan, Maria suddenly changed her mind: "No, this is wrong, oh, it's so annoying... By the way! Didn't His Majesty say that he wants to solve the problem of the slums?" Maria's eyes lit up, she raised her fan, pointed it at the slums on the south bank of the Seine, and gently Waved: "Sacrifice flesh and blood, please the Lord God! The great creator will come again!" The invisible giant magic circle suddenly appeared in Paris, covering a slum with tens of thousands of people. Some people were lighting oil lamps, and women were sitting at tables. Clothes were mended in front, and some people had already rested. Only the children who had not yet fallen asleep opened their eyes and looked at the magnificent palace on the other side... The cold wind blew, and the woman sitting at the table trembled. The iron needle in her hand fell to the ground, and her skin His flesh and blood began to disintegrate, revealing his white bones in the blink of an eye. He fell to the ground without even letting out a scream, leaving only a pile of skeletons.
Above the slums, dark clouds gathered, and the disintegrating flesh and blood turned into red air and surged up into the sky. The swirling dark clouds were like whirlpools, greedily absorbing the red air. The cyclone did not stop until a drop of blood rain fell.
Boom! There was a huge earthquake on the ground, and a huge black door emerged from the dark clouds. White bones were entrenched on it, and gray fog shrouded it. Blood washed away the door. The rubies inlaid on the door frames on both sides shone like breathing. The gargoyles entrenched on the door He also opened his eyes, looked down at Paris, and let out a sharp scream.
"Why Paris! Why! Why!" Anatole roared irritably in the church. She felt the signs of the Devil's Gate coming, but she could do nothing...
"The Devil's Gate will not open in Paris, no!" Anatole gritted his teeth and flashed to the sky above Paris. He looked at the huge black door emerging from the dark clouds, raised his hand and held it in vain. The giant golden bow appeared in her hand, and the golden arrow lost its concentration and shot out!
The arrow missed the air and hit the Devil's Gate straight away, exploding into a golden cluster. It failed to shake the door at all, but instead knocked off a ruby.
The ruby fell on the streets of the slums, shattering into pieces. There was red liquid and a black stone... No, it was not a stone, it was a curled up... devil!
The blood rain slapped the body, and the demon huddled in it slowly opened its eyes, and opened its bone wings with difficulty, as if hatching, lying on the ground, frantically licking the red liquid that burst out from the broken gems. With every bite, the body It will grow a bit stronger, its pale skin is bloodless, and it is as skinny as a hunched old man, but it is rapidly becoming younger and more mature!
"Flash, you're awake too." On the carriage speeding towards the other side of Paris, Maria stared at the strong man flying into the sky, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
On the other side... Maweijing and others who climbed out of the tunnel exit and arrived at the south bank of Paris were shocked by the scene in front of them.
Dark clouds gathered, blood rained in the sky, and a huge black door slowly emerged. A naked and strong man ate the red soil on the ground, flapped his wings and flew up into the sky, avoiding the golden arrows that were fired. The arrows disappeared. It exploded and several houses collapsed, revealing white skeletons...
"Devil...Devil's Gate! The Devil's Gate has arrived in Paris!" Archbishop Brandon muttered to himself, putting his fingers between his eyebrows, frantically trying to establish contact with the goddess, but to no avail.
Ma Wei subconsciously looked at Lai Wen, but Lai Wen also looked confused and shook his head at Ma Wei, indicating that he had not untied the Black Madonna.
The Devil's Gate was not summoned by them! The summoner is someone else! The second prince was a little panicked. He had never seen such a battle before: "What should we do... what should we do... let's run!" The carriage arranged by Earl Stephens and responsible for picking them up was in front, pulling The horses and driver of the carriage had turned into a pile of bones, but the body of the carriage was intact.
Yunia, whose white dress was wet and stained by the rain of blood, bulged her mouth and stared at the huge black door in the sky. She held the skirt with her little hands, and a golden light shone at the bottom of her eyes. If Mavis hadn't pulled her, she might have rushed out. Went up.
"Anatole! You bastard! How long has it been since you asked for help from other gods!" Archbishop Brandon jumped up angrily, pointed at Anatole and cursed in the rain of blood, as if he had forgotten about respecting the gods. To the back of the head.
Anatole also discovered Mavie coming out of the tunnel, but she couldn't care about Mavie and the others now. The Devil's Gate was right in front of her, and another demon had resurrected... This was the top priority!
"Anatole! I tell you! If the door to the devil is opened because of you! You will be the sinner of all mankind! No! God of sin!"
"Shut up!" Anatole roared angrily as if he was scolded by Archbishop Brandon. He threw away his hand and the golden bow disappeared. He raised his hands again and stretched them to the sky, as if he wanted to break something apart. Push hard to both sides...Kacha!
High in the sky above Paris, a cracking sound was heard, and a black crack suddenly appeared. As the cracks increased, Archbishop Brandon was surprised to find that he could communicate with the goddess!
Almost at the moment when the shielding magic was released, Saint Melissa and Saint Vivienne started singing at the same time!
