I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 474

  Chapter 474 Twists and turns

   Wait for the flame to dissipate slowly.

  Prince Dazlet's dull eyes gradually recovered. He frowned, first calmly scanned the surrounding environment, and then shouted:

   "Babaye."

   "Your Highness, it's great that you are fine..."

  The chief steward recovered from the shock of the prince's resurrection. He walked over with a choked voice, and immediately showed a surprised smile. He took off his coat tacitly, and put it on Dazlet's body with his own hands.

  The prince stepped on a piece of charred carpet ashes with his bare feet, bent down and picked up the cross sword, his expression was unusually indifferent, and his voice was calm but murderous:

   "I really didn't expect that someone would dare to try to take the lives of my sister and me at my birthday dinner in Tourmaline Kloster's Sun Palace..."

  He turned his head and looked lovingly at Princess Anna who had been temporarily placed on the sofa. Several court doctors who rushed over were sweating profusely. It was obvious that the princess was in a very bad state at this time.

  Dazlet took a deep breath, and pointed his sword at the guests present.

"You are my guests, but I'm sorry, everyone must be questioned and censored tonight... I swear on the honor of the Sun Royal Family, I will not wrong anyone, but I will not spare the despicable poisoner .”

   "Dazlet...Your Highness, is this not good?"

  A fat middle-aged man frowned and said in a deep voice.

  He was wearing a golden plaid cotton jacket unique to members of the royal family, and there were several similarly dressed men and women beside him.

"Brino and Ibold are both your uncles. How could they poison you? By the Sun King, of course we are also saddened by the accident just now, and we wish to execute the murderer on the spot... But the identities of the guests present are all It's not easy, there are also the top leaders of the Church of the Seven Gods, I'm afraid they will offend many people if they do so, why don't we wait until tomorrow…”

"Shut up."

   Dazlet looked at the uncle coldly.

   "That's because the person who was poisoned to death was not you, Duke Olacib... I have already died once, do you think I will care about this?"

  The chubby man was speechless at the cold words, and he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut for a moment.

  The prince thrust the cross sword hard into his feet and made a clang. Immediately, he swept across the crowd ferociously, and there was even a hint of madness in his eyes.

   "This is an order, not a request..."

  He said word by word.

  Among the guests present, many felt disgusted, but they did not dare to refute at this juncture. After all, the prince was in a fit of anger, and no one wanted to be the target of the other party.

  My family knows their own affairs. Since I was not the one who poisoned and assassinated the prince and princess, why worry so much, just wait until the matter ends smoothly... At most, I just feel sorry for my bad luck and being implicated so innocently.

  However, when the imperial guards were about to take the guests out of the banquet hall, four or five waiters in white clothes suddenly jumped up among the attendants who were originally huddled in the corner, and rushed straight to the prince.

  These waiters are both male and female. They have expressionless faces and hold a sharp table knife in each hand, condensing a breathtaking black light, which seems to be able to cut the soul in two!

   Not only that, several people also jumped out of the court musicians, changed their expressions of fear and panic before, and showed ferocious killing intent, and attacked the prince with bare hands. They swung several black light arrows directly from their hands, and they were bound to kill Dazlet on the spot!

The guests took a deep breath. First, the saint of the natural sect sent a black sun painting to humiliate the royal family. Then there was a strange poisoned wine attempting to assassinate the prince and princess. Now the assassin directly lifted the table, intending to kill the newly resurrected Prince Dazlet again. die!

   "Protect Your Highness!"

  Director Babaye shouted loudly.

  The imperial guards in heavy armor stood in front of Prince Dazlet without fear of death, forming a wall of steel and flesh. The guards in the front row neatly erected a half-person-high metal pointed shield with their spears pointing straight ahead, intending to pierce the future assassins in one fell swoop.

"die!"

A few assassins dressed as waiters waved their knives cruelly. It was obviously a scene of "eggs hitting rocks", but the sharp edge condensed with black light was like a hot knife cutting butter, easily cutting through the guards thick metal shield!

  The momentum of the table knife remained undiminished, and it changed direction strangely in mid-air, piercing the armor of the imperial guards in an instant, and directly piercing into their bodies... Only a few muffled sounds were heard, and the soul of the guard was annihilated, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

  The black light arrow followed closely behind, also piercing through the bodies of several guards, killing them.

  The spears and swords from the guards' counterattack pierced through the air, but were easily dodged by the assassins and were useless.

  Although these imperial guards have undergone rigorous training and have taken potions prepared by mysterious substances to strengthen their bodies, they are still in the category of ordinary people after all, and it is difficult to resist these mid-sequence extraordinary assassins.

Just when the assassins broke through the defense of the imperial guards, and one of the assassins even raised his knife and stabbed at the prince, a figure of a man in a brown casual suit rose slowly from the ground, blocking the assassins and the prince. between princes.

  The man slightly raised his arm, and clasped the assassin's knife-holding wrist with a snap. Immediately, half of a giant wing membrane that looked like bronze or granite suddenly appeared on his back, and he slammed forward.

  Boom—boom boom boom!

  I saw the assassin and his surrounding companions flying backwards at high speed like stones hit by a club. Immediately after a loud bang, the bodies of the assassins smashed several decorative stone sculptures and were finally buried by the gravel.

  The man held a remaining severed arm in his hand, dripping with blood. After tearing off the gloves, a black brand of the sun appeared on the back of the severed arm.

   "Heh, the remnants of the Scorching Sun Cross Society...have not given up after so many years, and now dare to assassinate the prince at the birthday dinner. Do you think the Church of the Seven Gods is just a display?"

   Eberhard chuckled lightly, and dropped the severed arm casually.

  He is the head of the Wangcheng branch of the History and Ceremony Association. He had been standing by and watched, but at this critical moment, he rescued the prince.

   "Thank you for your help, President Eberhard."

  Even though the prince had just walked from the edge of life and death, his expression was still calm. He nodded slightly and thanked the man in front of him.

   It's just that the prince narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the severed arm on the ground. It seemed that what Eberhard said just now had caught his attention.

  Eberhard turned around and stroked his chest:

   "The History and Ritual Association has always followed the oath of the Seven Gods and defended the royal family and the empire. Of course, it will not watch these clowns continue to dance around."

   "Then ask the president to help and clean up the remaining assassins... It's best to keep a few alive. I want to know how they lurked in."

  Prince Dazlet glanced at him and said.

   "Of course, that's no problem."

  Eberhard kept smiling and answered.

   However, at this moment, Princess Anna suddenly let out a suppressed scream, which attracted the attention of the prince, the president and others.

  They turned around and looked, only to find that Princess Anna had a dagger stuck in her left chest, and blood was flowing... and her mouth was slightly open, and her pale face, which was originally pale, was now distorted by pain.

  Most of the court doctors had died silently and tragically, their left chest was pierced, and they fell in a pool of blood. Only one court doctor was still standing, turning his head and smiling coldly at everyone.

   "Anna!"

  The prince widened his eyes in horror, and immediately revealed extreme anger and madness.

   "Scorching Sun Cross Society! Damn you all!"

  However, what responded to him was a golden sharp blade raised by the "court doctor".

   Hum!

  Extremely high-temperature rays of light formed the body of the sword, and with a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, it streaked across dozens of afterimages and wiped towards Prince Dazlet's neck!

  The heat wave distorted the space, as if it dried up the surrounding air, making everyone breathless... This power has obviously reached the mythical level!

  The one who hides the deepest is this assassin disguised as a court doctor. He is a saint of the solar system of the Sun Cross!

"Ah!"

  Eberhard sneered, His figure flashed across the afterimage, and stopped in front of the light blade as if teleporting, and the bronze wing film on the back was horizontal, and he took the attack hard.

   With a bang, the light blade trembled dozens of times in an instant, burned through the wing membrane, cut a huge hole, and ignited it... But it also exhausted its power, and then turned into sparks and dissipated in the air.

Ahbert frowned slightly, and immediately shook the bronze wing membrane, and the sound of pages turning could be heard faintly around him. His figure twitched with the color of the contour lines, as if going back in time, the wing membrane recovered in an instant as ever.

  The next second, His right arm seemed to be liquefied as wax, turning turbid grayish white. The blood vessels inside were faintly visible, but what flowed was blue-green sea water...

   "Recognize reality...just a pointless struggle."

   Ahbert laughed.

  His gray right hand was held forward, and the moisture in the surrounding air instantly condensed, and a terrifying water pressure directly enveloped the "court doctor" and squeezed it loudly.

   poof—

  The air screamed like a whine, and the scene was like a canvas, which was suddenly twisted into a ball by an invisible hand!

The extremely strong water pressure instantly "tears" away the surface of the world's vision, revealing countless cracks in the spiritual world that are invisible to mortals below. Pulling force, directly involved Eberhard and the "court doctor".

   Both of them disappeared at the same time.

   Subsequently, the spiritual rift in this area began to "heal" by itself.

  At this moment, the banquet hall is full of **** corpses, broken armor, weapons and shields can be seen everywhere, and it is a mess. The guests had already hid in the corner, but the assassins had no time to assassinate the prince, because Camacho, the chief priest of the Hailing regiment, made a move, swept the audience by himself, and suppressed all the assassins.

  Princess Anna's preparation for the backhand declared a complete failure...

  Chen Lun lowered his eyes and sighed inwardly.

  (end of this chapter)

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