After a while, the entire king returned to calm.

All the rebels fell in a pool of blood and lost their lives, including the king Hemulinpu.

Rom, who was moaning in pain, stopped at some point and stood up suddenly, but he seemed to have turned into a puppet. Not only was he unable to move, but his face also lost all expression.

The whites of the only pair of eyes were dyed black, looking evil and ominous.

"Da... da... da... da..."

Thorok came to the throne with the support of the men in black robes, kicked Hemulin Pu away, and picked up the sword of power that fell next to him.

"Is this the sword of power that controls [Tian Ying's Light]?"

The black-robed man who had just attacked Hemulinpu sneakily and penetrated Hemulinpu's chest with a blow came to Sorok's side and looked at the sword with curiosity.

"That's right, this is the sword of power passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of the Kingdom of Jinas. Its biggest function is to control the strategic barrier of [Tianying's Light]. Other than that, it is just a sharp and powerful sword.

A symbolic item that is far harder than ordinary weapons."

Sorok said these words with disdain, but his hand holding the sword of power was tight, as if he was holding the greatest power in the world, making him grin and laugh.

"With this, I will be the undisputed king. I will also be an invincible existence within [Tianying's Light]. No one can do anything to me."

Sorok smiled proudly, and then sat down on the throne, showing an intoxicated expression.

“Is this what it’s like to really run this country?”

"Not bad, I should have done this earlier if I had known."

"How is that arrogant young master of the Cordelion family going to fight me now?"

Sorok seemed to have thought of something, and the smile on his face began to become cruel.

"Just wait, no matter if it's you or Lige Brighaut, I will come to you one by one to settle all the past debts with you."

Upon hearing this, the man in black robe with a frivolous tone said disapprovingly.

"Is it really that simple?" The man in black robe didn't seem to be very concerned, and just said casually: "After all, you are the king who usurped the throne. Once what happened here tonight is exposed, then, let alone the Duke's faction, you are

The royal faction that supported you before will probably not be able to accept your rebelliousness and will run counter to you."

"If that happens, this country will fall apart, right?"

Obviously, the man in black robe is not very optimistic about Sorok's actions.

In his view, killing his father and usurping the throne was definitely a bad move.

If the division is well-known and has supporters, it can still be done, but the private soldiers that Sorok even once cultivated without authorization have been dismissed. Now, to put it nicely, he is the next king trained by the royal family. To put it harshly, he is actually the next king.

That is, one can only ascend to the throne by relying on the support of the royal family.

Once he loses his support, Sorok will be just an idle commander with no one available under his command.

And everyone knows that since he committed the murder of his father and usurped the throne, it is impossible for the royal family to support him anymore. They can only execute him on the spot and avenge the king.

The man in black robe doesn't care whether Sorok dies or not, let alone who gets the throne of this country, but he needs someone to deal with Lige Brighaut, someone to deal with the princess of the Reinnail clan, and also needs someone to deal with

Someone lured out the group of guys from the hidden place to achieve their own goals.

Therefore, although the man in black robe cooperated with Sorok, he did not want to see Sorok simply ousted.

"Don't worry, I've already thought it through."

Sorok, who was sitting on the throne, held the sword of power in one hand and turned the dark and ominous dagger with the other hand, with a sneer on his face.

"I will conceal this matter for the time being and prevent the news of my father's death from spreading."

"Before the time is right, I will pretend to be my father."

"When the time is right, I will officially announce my appointment."

Hearing this, the man in black robe was startled at first, and then he understood Sorok's thoughts.

"You want to use the power of holy objects to encroach on this country step by step?"

The man in black robe immediately became very interested.

"That's right." Sorok chuckled and said, "It doesn't need to be all of them. As long as an important part of the top management is controlled, then even if my deeds of killing my father and usurping the throne are exposed, I don't have to worry about being overthrown."

"In my opinion, this sacred object is much more useful than the Sword of Power."

Sorok glanced at Rom, who had turned into a puppet and remained motionless, and the hand holding the black dagger really tightened.

"I want to remind you." The man in black robe said as if pouring cold water on it: "Although the power of this holy object is very special, it is not invincible."

"Although it can easily control a sword master, once it encounters some strong-willed veteran sword masters, its effect will be greatly reduced."

"And if it encounters those extremely powerful sword masters, its power will even be defeated."

"For example, the old sword master you mentioned who stayed in the treasure house, or Floren Borley of the Borley family, these two people will definitely not be easily affected by the power of the holy objects.

Influence."

The black-robed man's reminder made Sorok frown.

"What about Rigo Brighaut?"

Sorok's eyes flickered and he asked such a question.

"It's impossible." The man in black robe said simply: "Even the "Ice Girl" sister is no match for him. His power is definitely no less than the two mentioned above. I advise you to give up those who control him.

idea."

"Also, the King of War sword skills passed down from generation to generation by your royal family of the Kingdom of Jinas can just restrain the power of this sacred object."

"The kind of swordsmanship that can inspire spiritual power is like a natural enemy to this sacred object that can corrode one's spirit."

"So, you'd better not use it to control your brothers and sisters, especially the little princess of the Reinnail clan. Her bloodline has been awakened, and she has a holy sword beside her. Once the holy object appears next to her, I'm afraid that

Before she could even get close to her, she would be cut down by that holy sword."

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"Leinna'il?" Sorok said sarcastically: "Is the real family of my cheap sister really as scary as you say?"

"You can doubt, but never question." The man in black robe spread his hands and said: "That was the king of the ancient civilization who once reigned over all mankind. He was a true bloodline of heroes. During the ancient magic civilization, they were the only ones of their clan.

Only then can people receive the favor of "God", climb the ladder to heaven, and gain amazing power that humans cannot match."

"That's a power you can't imagine. There are so-called sword masters everywhere in that clan in modern times. Dragon slaying is a feat in this era, but it is a basic achievement in their clan. Even those who have never slain a dragon are embarrassed to call themselves one.

It is impossible for a hero to defeat the monsters that harmed the entire world by relying on his own strength alone."

"The bloodline of this family is already transcendent. As long as it awakens, it will soon grow into the strongest level of human beings."

"If you don't believe me, you can wait and see. It won't take long. In about two or three years, when the little princess wants to kill a sword master, it will definitely not be more difficult than killing a dog."

Sorok's expression suddenly changed.

In just two or three years, that little girl can casually crush the sword master like an ant?

How could a clan of ancient heroes... be so powerful?

This made Sorok shocked and jealous at the same time.

Why is such a strong bloodline not your own?

Compared with this kind of bloodline, the so-called royal bloodline is simply weak.

"No wonder you pay so much attention to my cheap sister."

Sorok said coldly.

"There is no way, this is what the boss ordered." The man in black robe still spoke in a frivolous tone, but after a while he suddenly changed his tone and said inexplicably: "Of course, I care more about Lige Bu than that little princess.

Richout.”

"To be able to make the descendants of the heroic clan accept him as their master so willingly, wow, this is an unprecedented feat."

The man in black robe who said such words didn't know why, but when he mentioned Li Ge, his tone was not as frivolous as usual, but with some emotion that was difficult for others to detect.

"You want to deal with him too?"

Sorok heard this emotion and narrowed his eyes.

"...Forget it."

The man in black robe was silent for a while, then became helpless.

"I'm just a puppet now, there's no way I can fight against that guy."

Of course, even if you use your true body to find trouble, whether you can defeat that guy is still unknown.

After all, this is a powerful opponent that even the "ice girl" sister suffered a loss...

"Let's stop talking here. What happens next is up to you. I won't accompany you." The man in black robe regained his frivolous tone and said, "I will watch this scene from the best seat.

, let’s see how far you can act.”

"These magic dolls are given to you as our last support to you."

"Don't let us down?"

After leaving such words, the man in black robe swayed and disappeared from the place.

"snort."
To be continued...