Law of the Devil
Chapter 176 [Shenzhen] (top)
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Chapter 159 [Deep Hidden] (top)
As for the many magic union magicians adhering to the first iron law of the union, the process of joining forces to challenge the dark magician of the dead is not much to describe. After all, the evil black magician, though of good strength, is far from the rank of true and false Gandhoff, who can pick an N.
Besides, although his spirit of death is strong, his ability to summon refined necrotic creatures was best served, but in the war with Dewey, he ate Dewey's conspiracy, the most powerful bone dragon was killed, and his Necromancer Black Knight and Skull Troopers also lost a lot of money and lost a lot of reliance.
Actually, he's very unlucky too. Originally necromancers and necromancers, it's just the difference. As a magician, he naturally knows the first iron law of the magic union, but his spirit of death converges very covertly. Although dark magic is used, as long as he does not reveal too much strength, others will only assume that he is a legitimate magician of death, unable to recognize his original face. Only Prince Chen colluded with the temple and invited out the Sendra mirror, which poked his face in public.
Raphael, one of the disciples of Gandhof, the eighth-level white magician, demonstrated his strong strength, combined with the siege of the intermediate magicians, who, while also exercising such powerful magic as dark swallowing, quickly broke up his defensive junction under various or strong or weak joint attacks by the many enemies around him, such as the United Water-based Fire and Air System, and Raphael, the white magician, who also took out his crystal balls, put up a hard fight with pure water elements and the death of the black magician, and finally, under a certain loss to both sides, the black magician helplessly turned ash under the bombardment of the many intermediate magicians around him.
His white bone wand also exploded in a ray of demonic light, but before dying, the white bone wand had to be crushed, a white fog had erupted, there was a magician close to the undetected, accidentally contaminated the white gas, immediately sucked the semen blood muscle dry.
Two cushioned wretches were dragged, and this wicked black magician was finally in a grisly scream and finished.
After the explosion of magical glow of various colors, the Necromancer painstakingly cultivated the Necromancer's Qi. It is not known how many elements of life of the Necromancer were absorbed. In the explosion, the Necromancer suddenly fluttered away. Lost the owner's cohesion, the breath of the dead spirits scattered throughout the square. Everyone under the breath of the dead spirits couldn't help but feel the cold all over their bodies. It was as if they heard the terrible screams of the dead spirits from the depths of their souls. The tongues in their mouths were sour and seemed to feel the breath of death...
Fortunately, the Qi of Death itself only brings the smell of fear and death, but it does not really cause much harm to people. After the wind scattered, most of the Qi of Death drifted into the air, but the light of that huge magic array in Tidu flashed, and instantly it was sucked into the sky by all the Emperor Magic Array, and finally disappeared.
Throughout the process, Prince Chen carried out two low-level wind blades at random to show that he had not broken his vows, and when he saw the big picture set, he went back.
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After the Grand Prince threw up blood, he watched so many magicians attack the first magician who killed his own men, and watched his brother return to the palace walls in peace. His face was even more bleak. The Count Raymond behind him was even more gloomy. Today's situation changed, and the Chen Prince flowered a hundred times, it seemed...
The intermediate magicians who judged the Grand Prince's camp, since they all killed the Grand Prince, naturally would not return to the Grand Prince. The magicians looked at each other a few times and simply one of them got the acquiescence of everyone, followed the Raphael magician and stood silently on the other side of the square.
Not only did the Grand Prince vomit blood, but even the aristocratic mages who spent countless sums of money and costs on weekdays to bring in these magicians, but he also dripped blood in his heart. He laid countless blood books on these magicians himself. Today, these bastards say that the opposite is happening... for a time, the countless vicious curses inside the aristocracy don't need to be detailed.
Fortunately, now the sacred Knights of the temple of the Tiger's sight are waiting in line only on the side of the square. Hundreds of people confronted General Jonk, but they are no longer rushing into the square. The members of the two presbyterian regiments have retreated to the protection of the Knights. The people of these temples, as if they were waiting for something, stayed on top of the square, did not fight, did not walk, so confronted.
“Your Highness.” Count Raymond, despite the dissatisfaction with the Grand Prince in his heart at this moment, knew that we were now all working together to suppress our inner dissatisfaction, and advised: “Now on the square, our advantage has been weakened. General Junk's city guard forces still have a lot of people in the Emperor City. Now we send people to gather, and focus on the Emperor's Palace before we can find a way out! ”
The Grand Prince sighed a long time: "Pass the word! ”
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The 10,000 Imperial Security Guard of Didu's security service had long been deployed to idle near the magic union in the east of the city. The home of the security service had been occupied by the rebels, and the orders issued by the security service chief, Commander Sark, after being held hostage, had been transmitted to the security service, leaving them stationed only one step at a time. And in order to oversee this 10,000 security guard force in the east of the city, General Jonke had deployed 3,000 well-equipped city guards to be held in close quarters before the coup d 'état.
Junk's rebels, the second division of the Urban Guard Corps, have a total of 20,000 troops. At this moment, 3,000 people are placed on the defense of the city (after all, the capital city pool is too big, 3,000 people can no longer be reduced. Although the magic array has been opened, don't worry about the army of the King of Qin coming in outside the city, but try to prevent people from rushing out of the city.), in order to prevent disturbances, three thousand people were scattered throughout the city at the time of the coup d 'état, and more than 10,000 people gathered on the square.
The 3,000 members of the security forces overseeing the security services are arguably the top priority, after all, the number of 10,000 is not a small number. Fortunately, General Raymond helped the Grand Prince plan to take control of the security services' Sark commander one step at a time, which allowed this 10,000 guard force to remain static under one strict order after another.
At this moment in the east of the city, a battle over the central square of Tidu, naturally there is movement coming, the guard army is not a fool, and guesses what happened mostly in the square. Only his superior, Commander Sark, ordered him not to move, surrounded by 3,000 heavily armed city guards.
The Imperial Guard is one level worse than the City Guard, both in terms of personnel quality and equipment, after all, they are just forces of the nature of "police” in Dewey's previous life. It cannot yet be compared to the regular army. But after all, the number of 10,000 people cannot be underestimated. At this moment, under the orders of the commanding officer, 10,000 men lined up, assembled, nervous and confronted the city guards around a fountain square just east of the city, far from the headquarters of the Magic Union.
Although the Grand Prince had intended to abduct General Sark of the Directorate of Public Security, he ordered the security forces to lay down their arms and surrender to the city guard. Count Raymond, however, was strongly opposed to this practice at the time. Because, after all, in an extraordinary period, if this 10,000 people are disarmed and the other party fails to obey, then this 10,000 people will have to go to great lengths if they cause disturbances. Best practice, or insurance, is that as long as they don't move in the course of the coup d 'état, they don't put themselves in trouble, and after the coup d 'état is over, everything will be fine.
Count Raymond's approach has proved to be correct. Because the security forces of the Security Department are not fools, they also look at the surrounding city guards, there are hidden shouts of killing coming from the direction of the imperial palace center square, and there are magical collision explosions, and those smart officers have already guessed what happened. At this time, Commander Sark's orders to hold still could still be obeyed. But if Commander Sark asks them to surrender to the City Guard on the spot, then these commanding officers, I can't say, will have to resist!
It's a coup! In this kind of thing, who knows if the other side suddenly raises a slaughter knife and destroys these people after surrendering their weapons? It's okay to hold back the troops, but you have to surrender your weapons and give your life to each other... then never!
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Count Raymond obtained the concurrence of the Grand Prince and immediately sent a messenger down to gather the rebels of the City Guard around the city. In the present situation, temporarily relinquish control of the riots in the Emperor City... let the riots mess with it! As long as you have your own men and horses on the walls, guard the walls. At present, gather your strength and take a breath to the palace before you are on your way!
The man who ordered it to go down quickly ran around the city, and a small group gathered together the rebels of the Urban Guard who had been dispersed throughout the Empire City to suppress the situation. The bigger the snowball, the bigger it was, finally gathered about 2,000 people and ran towards the Empire City Center Square.
“Chaotic...... chaotic......”
With a long sigh, General Sark closed the window and the chief of the D.O.S., his face was glaring at the moment. He was “invited” by the rebels to a room upstairs in his office. However, the other party sought a pair of shackles normally placed on the prisoner from the security service's trial cell and placed them in the hands of the chief of the security service.
The celebration ceremony in Central Square turned into a coup bloodshed. There were already people running away and spreading all sorts of horrible news. The emperor was completely chaotic. Of course, there were a lot of gangsters and other people who had to be gangsters. The people on the street turned backwards and closed their doors, but there were still a lot of rioters who robbed everywhere, broke the door, looted shops, and set people on fire...
Listen to the noise of disturbances in the streets, General Sark's heart is like a drop of blood. He was the chief security officer in the city. How could he not be distressed when he heard the mess outside?
The Directorate of Public Security has been occupied by thousands of rebels, all of the Directorate's troops are outside, dozens of guards have been left behind in the Directorate and disarmed from the outset, and other civilians have been locked up in several large rooms. Fortunately, after all, Commander Sark was of the highest rank, and the rebels treated him well and kept him in a room upstairs alone.
The rebel leader, the indifferent samurai, sat in a chair opposite Lord Sark at this moment, playing with a snowflake in his hand. At the door, two heavily armed rebels guarded the door.
“Your Excellency, please sit down.” The rebel leader had a pair of cool eyes and looked after the worried Sark.
President Sark, though of aristocratic origins and a baron, was sharp enough to grind clean, sighed, and whispered: “I can only sit here, otherwise, what else can I do? Huh!”
The rebel leader smiled slightly: "Captain Sark, I remember if your title was baron or sealed by His Majesty. Right? Right now, above the square, His Royal Highness the Grand Prince must have succeeded in forcing the palace. Is that why you feel sad? ”
Suddenly, Sark's face changed and a shame appeared on his face. He had to be furious and shouted: “Are you humiliating me by saying this? Yes, I am deeply ashamed! I am trusted by His Majesty to run the Security Department! Now His Majesty has been forced into the palace, but I can only sit here and be coerced by you. I cannot worry about His Majesty killing enemies. I... I am ashamed of His Majesty! Shame on your conscience! I am a sinner, but you don't have to use such words to inspire me!! ”
The rebel leader looked at Commander Sark for a moment and suddenly his eyes turned. Instead, he said with a gentle smile: “Actually, you don't have to. Most people in this world are afraid to die. It's not something to be ashamed of, it's human nature. You are under my slaughter knife, and it is neither your fault nor your fault. Besides, you have wives and children, even if you don't think for yourself, you have to think for your family. I understand that. ”
Commander Sark looked at the rebel leader in front of him unexpectedly, and he couldn't guess why he was suddenly speaking for himself.
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