During the five minutes of waiting for Aparisha to enter the throne room, Regent Victor von Doom arrived. Most of the lighting facilities briefly flickered due to his appearance, even the rose above his head.
The window suddenly dimmed, and it was not until the system reacted that the current was stabilized again. He did not come in person, and he could not physically enter the throne room because he was not in Latvinia at the moment. This was just a dark mental projection.
, although powerful, it has its limits. The remaining light passed through his translucent body, as illusory as a puff of smoke. This vision startled Hammurabi, and he quickly raised his garrison spear and pointed at it.
Phantom. There is an extremely powerful anti-magic circle in the castle. Generally, spellcasters do not have the ability to throw their own astral projection into the castle, let alone the throne room where the emperor exists. Until the emperor confirmed that it was the regent's projection, Hammo
The rabbi finally dropped his guard and nodded to the regent.
"Don't be nervous, Hammurabi, your master is not that fragile." The regent stood at the foot of the steps and looked at Wang Di on the throne, "You never let me worry every time, and now you are announcing your last words again.
It was once when you faced Quetzalcoatl, and now again! Can't you have some confidence in yourself? Every time you feel like you are facing death!"
"I have, that's why I need to be prepared. This is just a plan."
The iron mask of Regent Victor von Doom was illuminated by the light behind him, as dazzling as his emotions, "Including letting Camilla know so much confidential information?"
"So this is the real reason for your anger?" The emperor laughed. The modified Vladimir family throne was just able to accommodate the emperor's size. A beautifully carved solid gold sky eagle stood above the high back of the chair. The eagle
The eyes are inlaid with blood-colored rubies. The wealth accumulated by the Vladimir family for more than 600 years has not been completely transformed into various financial investments. There are countless gold, silver, jewelry and other works of art. Although all the portraits of the Vladimir family have been burned
, but those priceless works of art were preserved and put into the castle's museum for people to visit. The emperor selected some jewelry and weapons and placed them in glass display cases on both sides of the throne room for decoration, both bloody and
Shock, but also the glory of Latvinia's liberation war. "I divined the fate of Camilla, she is very important to Latvinia. I saw her fate clearly, from a prisoner to the queen of South America,
She can only rely on us."
"You are unwilling to share with me what you saw behind the silver stone door." The iron mask on Regent Victor von Doom's face dissipated like smoke, revealing that rather handsome face. "You have never told me
I have concealed it. What reason made you choose to remain silent? What kind of nightmare could make you shrink back?"
"Now you are angry about this kind of thing. Are you a housewife in a middle-class family without a job?"
"Don't try to change the subject. You promised me that you would prepare me no matter what."
"Apalysha will arrive at the castle in two minutes. We still have time." The emperor raised his hand high, and a wisp of silvery white smoke drifted out and wrapped tightly around his fingers. He stretched out his palm and let the memory smoke float towards him.
Victor von Doom, memory fragments were created and destroyed in an instant, "My dearest friend, forgive me for my troubles, I can't tell you everything." When Amon guided Aparisha and Nick
When Adjutant Sen walked into the throne room, there was only the emperor in the vast hall except Hammurabi, the praetorian guard, who was standing next to the throne.
"This is the 120th time you have drawn a gun!" Apalixia felt as if his scalp was being pricked by fine needles. The adjutant's behavior constantly challenged his irritability and tolerance. However, he did not have an attack because they
Still in the training ground in the castle, under the surveillance of the Guards. However, Adjutant Nickerson was still minding his own business, repeatedly pulling out and inserting the pistol from the magnetic holster, practicing the posture of drawing the gun and firing quickly, like a new toy.
child. "Has your excitement not passed yet?"
"This is different, Chapter Master. This is the pistol the Emperor gave me!"
Adjutant Nickerson raised his eyebrows and played with the individual secondary weapon with interest. This gun was not a blast weapon or a plasma weapon, nor a melt or laser weapon, but an experimental ray weapon. The size was about the same as
The bolt pistol is larger, but the power of close range shooting is much more powerful, even more powerful than the melt. In Apalixia's eyes, the only drawback of this weapon is that it is too gorgeously decorated, and it is not so much a battlefield weapon.
Rather, it's a ceremonial weapon.
"Look, there's a golden laurel wreath on it!" Adjutant Nixon pointed to the complex baroque golden patterns and inlaid gems on the gun body. "This must be because of my outstanding performance in the combat report! You saw him, listen.
Do I look like I’m telling a story?”
"I'm sorry for stealing your limelight, Nixon. I'm sure your hard work made the emperor want to yawn." Of course, Aparisha knew that this was not the case. Adjutant Nickerson held his chest high and carried the company flag.
He was filled with excitement when he entered the throne room and took over the new chapter's battle flag with lightning and sky eagles drawn on it. That meant that the establishment of the first company was officially upgraded to a chapter, but this did not prevent Aparisha from laughing at him for going too far.
Excited. "But I want to find out who was talking about bureaucratic tricks before coming here, huh?"
"It's definitely not me anyway." Adjutant Nickerson grinned.
Although he had many complaints before coming to the castle, they all disappeared the moment he saw the emperor. Unlike the sudden glimpse in Paititi, there was no need for others to explain his identity. The emperor's existence was
The best interpretation of the word ruler is that his presence is as conspicuous as the stars in the solar system. Only such a person can write a book like "Unified Truth" and even standardize the tactics, strategies and strategies of genetically modified warriors.
Organizational framework.
What's more, he also saw a lot of things, such as an automatic combat robot that was almost 7 meters high and looked like a mobile fortress wandering outside the castle, and a single-soldier mecha that was about 10 meters long. He even asked Amon when he would be able to install these things.
To the knight. Guardsman Amon didn't answer anything. Just one look made Adjutant Nickerson understand a lot, which made Adjutant Nickerson start to hate these guys who were bigger than him. And those explosions in the castle
Play chicks, they wander around in power armor meant for mortals, glaring fiercely at anyone who might come close to the Emperor, as if the Emperor is their property.
"The emperor came to talk to you alone. Did he say anything to you?"
"It has nothing to do with you anyway." Apalixia snorted, "Take the training sword, we need to have a gladiatorial fight. If you lose, then you will be obedient when I tell you to shut up, otherwise I will
Pull your tongue out."
Adjutant Nickerson readily agreed to the challenge. "Are you sure you want to compete with a man equipped with a high-strength mechanical prosthetic to compete in swordsmanship? My prosthetic chip and pre-programmed program are quite good, and I can even predict movements." He asked from the training stand.
He took out a long sword as tall as an ordinary person, but it felt a bit heavy even without wearing power armor, so Adjutant Nickerson secretly speculated that this might be a weapon for the Guards. This training ground was very
It might be a place exclusively used by the Imperial Guards. He muttered a few words at first, which roughly meant that the emperor's importance was somewhat inexplicable. Then he stopped thinking about the problem and turned to look at Aparisha, "If you
What should I do if I lose?”
"This is simply impossible."
"I mean, if. Don't think that because my shooting score is the best, I'm not good at close combat. That's a required course." Adjutant Nickerson flicked his wrist and pointed the tip of his sword at Aparisha, "If
You have the word 'if' in your brain. That's a little difficult for you, isn't it?"