Many nobles began to tremble. They suddenly lay on the ground, and their bodies suddenly became hollow.
Cracks exuding a disgusting rancid odor were quietly born from their backs. The cracks seemed to come from inside the body, releasing malice.
At that moment, the stench and damp smell of pythium danced wantonly in the space, and there was even a hint of blood that made people shudder.
Under everyone's gaze, roiling flesh oozed from their black bodies.
Amorphous black dust flows rapidly on its surface, constantly changing like a chaotic ghost.
During this change, their bodies instantly highlighted a tall black hill.
Black mist rose rapidly from their flesh and blood skins, forming a squeaking maw.
That huge mouth emits indistinct murmurs. If you listen carefully, you will find that there are actually several clear human languages mixed in:
"goddess……"
"goddess……"
"Weird! Monster!!!"
This scene stunned all the nobles present.
They threw away the wine glasses in their hands in fear, and the sound of the glass breaking and the collision of other objects rippled through this illusory universe.
At the same time, the door of the banquet hall was broken open, and the knights rushed over and immediately stepped into this chaotic and dark space.
The nobles tried their best to find an exit, trying to escape from this dirty and chaotic atmosphere.
In this chaos, order is difficult to stabilize.
But Victor turned a blind eye, just held the staff tightly and said calmly:
"They are the cultists that the empire has been purging."
These cultists sneaked into the empire, killed humans, and parasitized under their skins, pretending to be humans.
The moment the knights arrived, the nobles seemed to feel safe.
Because they don't need to be afraid.
Not to mention there are so many people here, there are also countless mages and strong men among the nobles.
The strongest man in the empire, Emperor Aubrey, is in front.
How could he just watch this kind of monster appear in the banquet hall?
Therefore, the nobles almost only thought of one possibility.
The Council of Mages may have discovered these cultists in the Empire.
And expose them at this banquet.
As a result, it's fun to take advantage of the situation.
People who can become nobles are rarely fools, otherwise they would not be able to sit in this position safely.
And the appearance of these cultists means who they are creating momentum for.
They already know it very well.
Victor stared at the cultist in front of him with burning eyes, a red light flashing in his eyes.
"These cultists are rooted in the empire and are always looking for opportunities."
Whenever the empire changes its successors, these cultists will be ready to take action.
When the iteration of the empire is unstable, they will use humans as skins to promote their paranoid and twisted doctrines.
"That's why Your Majesty has to decide on a successor in advance, and this successor must convince everyone."
At least, you can't have a group of people under your control who are in chaos while you're in power.
You may even need to allocate some energy to deal with them.
This reason was thought of by countless people present.
No matter whether the eldest prince or the second prince ascends the throne, there will always be nobles who fight against them.
After all, their own interests are really involved.
Once the eldest prince ascends the throne, the nobles in the second prince's camp will naturally come forward to protest.
Why! ?
The eldest prince indeed had the merit of slaying giant dragons, but the second prince was not bad either.
He even led troops to investigate the demons lurking in the north and was injured.
Similarly, when the second emperor ascends the throne, the noble ministers who support the eldest prince will almost do the same.
But after all, the ministers are all nobles. Although they have their own agenda, they are not treacherous ministers.
Therefore, unless it is a particularly extreme person, it is impossible to deal with it secretly.
After all, what everyone wants is just the interests of their own family.
Indeed, killing someone painfully is indeed the most efficient way.
The empire that can quickly eliminate those rebellious ministers and let the new emperor ascend the throne has a solid foundation.
But this is only superficial stability.
Once such actions are taken, the ministers and people will completely lose confidence in the empire.
By then, the fall of the empire will be a matter of time.
Even Oberly couldn't force everyone to surrender by force.
He can only convince the crowd by force.
Let the ministers and the people know that they have the absolute strength to govern the country.
And want to ensure that the empire will not have the same cleanup operation decades ago.
It must be ensured that the ministers cannot mess up when they succeed to the throne.
So since I can’t satisfy anyone,
That would only make everyone dissatisfied.
So, very obviously.
The nobles present were very confused, and they were really not satisfied.
No one can accept such a reason.
Just because of such a hasty reason, the competition between the eldest prince and the second prince for so many years has become a complete child's play?
Thanks to the efforts of these nobles, the towering wooden church was cast in resin over several years.
Completely burned by a word and a fire.
As gorgeous fireworks for the princess?
Naturally, no one can accept it.
What reason, what right and wrong?
They don't care at all.
At this time, they even forgot that the twisted black flesh and blood was rolling close to them.
Their horror and horror are not even half as good as their own interests.
So what if there are these cultists?
These nobles are like power-crazed treasure hunters entering the dense forest.
At the most critical moment, he didn't worry at all that the evil beast was behind him.
Everything you see is wealth and status.
After all, they just want their piece of the pie, the bigger the better.
What do cultists have to do with nobles like them?
The Kalencia Empire is not theirs.
At this moment, the evil thoughts in the nobles' hearts were like wriggling maggots crawling out of the cesspit.
Evil quickly amplified until it engulfed themselves.
Most of the nobles could no longer stop having these crazy thoughts in their minds.
They absolutely cannot accept this absurd but equal reason.
Why! ?
Why! ?
No, I must win!
Must win!
Suddenly, a loud noise of "Bang!" suddenly exploded, which also shattered the crazy thoughts of the nobles. They looked towards the source of the sound.
For some reason, a chaotic cultist turned into ashes and exploded into the air.
Along with the flesh, flesh and ashes, they disappeared directly into the illusory flowing starry sky.
The same thought suddenly came to their minds:
Victor, used magic.
The nobles turned to look back and saw Victor stretching out his staff and pointing it at the second Chaos cultist.
They thought that Victor was going to release another terrifying destructive magic.
Crush the twisted evil thing in this unbreakable space.
However, the next second, everyone's eyes widened.
I saw Victor rounding his arms, waving the black staff in his hand, and cracking the space.
With a little bit of nothingness, it was firmly embedded in the twisting fuzzy flesh and blood.
Bang!
The cultist was like a bulging balloon, and his entire mound-like body began to tremble irregularly. The next second, his flesh and blood exploded instantly.
With the violent explosion, the black flesh and blood fell apart, and countless black tentacles that were still twitching completely fell to the starry sky.
It twisted twice as if in a final struggle and lost its response.
The teeth of the huge mouth also cracked in all directions, and a thick smell of fish exploded from the huge flesh and blood. The stinking dead fish trapped in the mire was extremely sticky.
One moment, one moment.
Every blow from Victor clearly hit flesh and blood.
However, these nobles couldn't help but twitch in their hearts.
Every time they heard a sound, Ben's body, originally hunched with anger, seemed to sink lower.
The fragile bones seemed to be shattered by the sound of hammering, and they were about to be unable to support their bloated bodies containing evil thoughts.
It seemed that those staffs were not hitting the body of the cultist.
But their twisted minds.
Perhaps at this moment, they are no different from those cultists.
Cultists for the return of the goddess.
Spread evil thoughts into the world and eliminate them with their extreme justice.
Maybe this way, they can feel at ease.
This will allow the goddesses of justice to see them once again regain their righteous attitude, return to the mortal world, and lead their group of ignorant believers again.
And they.
Also for your own benefit.
Choose to embrace evil thoughts.
The staff representing justice judged them again and again and purified their dirty hearts.
It seemed that even the evil in their hearts before had been completely eliminated.
Until the last stick struck hard.
The last group of cultists completely dissipated in this space.
Victor picked up the staff again and weighed it in his hand.
After seemingly confirming that there was no trace of stench left on his staff, he stood the staff next to him again, his expression still calm.
"Too bad, not very elegant."
He sighed softly, but it made the bodies of the nobles tremble crazily.
What do you call a mage? Are you still a fucking mage?
How can a mage hit someone with his staff? Are you worthy of being a member of the Mage Council?
You should apologize to all the mages around the world!
Victor turned around again and faced the nobles.
He just straightened up, but he was like a giant judging everything, with indelible majesty.
But his tone was normal, as if he thought it was all insignificant.
"I know you will still be dissatisfied with the election of a princess as emperor instead of a prince."
"I can still explain it to you."
Having said this, he stretched out his hand and shook it slightly in mid-air.
The world around him seemed to be squeezed and crushed by a pair of invisible hands. The illusory starry sky was suddenly crushed like a piece of brittle paper and began to collapse and shatter.
In the blink of an eye, the nobles seemed to have returned to the splendid banquet hall again.
The hall seemed to have been rewashed, making it cleaner.
The whiteness of the tablecloth seemed to be a bit dazzling.
The nobles looked around and saw several shriveled corpses lying on the ground.
His limbs seemed to be restrained, and a tension instantly spread to his brain.
This proves one thing to them.
What just happened was not an illusion.
Victor stood his staff beside him, as if announcing something:
"Only we, the Council of Mages, have the power to review and eliminate cultists."
"And we, the Mages Council, will unconditionally support Aurelion Sol."
Hearing this, countless nobles' breaths froze.
The moment the words fell, the three congressmen behind Victor instantly erupted into an astonishing vortex of magic power.
Various terrifying arrays quickly began to rotate, and along with the buzzing and restlessness, the air seemed to be invaded by magic and became chaotic.
Victor stood at the front. At some point, he put on the old black windbreaker again.
Under the windless movement, five lines of different colors flashed.
Like the absolute terror of ancient existence awakening, natural energy also began to surge.
He seemed to be looking down at everyone, his obsidian eyes hidden under the bright light flashing brightly:
"I'm sorry, but we are the strongest."
"so--"
"We can do whatever we want."
