Compared with the citizens of the imperial city who just snatched a little black bread, bacon, milk and candy, and were happy like something, the luxurious banquets on the boat that were exclusively for you to enjoy were really breathtaking.

Seeing such rich dishes in the picture, such rare and rare fruits, and various famous wines that are hard to come by, even though they know that these delicious wines and delicacies are far away, and the supply of daily necessities at Thunder Clay Mental Hospital has always been good, the ladies who are watching the live broadcast in front of the screen could not help but swallow their saliva.

Although the formal banquet has not yet begun and the food and drinks are still being arranged, in the shooting, the big belly cabinet officials, MPs and arcane masters have begun to group three or five on the deck, lighting cigarettes or holding wine glasses, and talking gracefully with each other. Some social girls, who are either heavy makeup or elegant in appearance, also emerge lightly, pretending to be cute and show off their charm.

Ms. Elaszhuo, the first heroine, disappeared from the picture for a few minutes before coming out of the cabin again. She smiled and greeted the guests on the deck, while stepping out of the ship's side, activated magic, and slowly landed from the air.

“…It seems that the tour has ended and we have arrived at the Chief Executive’s residence, that is, the People’s Palace.”

Seeing that Feli seemed a little suspicious, Rebecca played the tour guide again and the shooting scene on the screen was once again transferred from the banquet scene on the deck of the "Golden Forest" to the ground street below the floating battleship.

In the center of the picture, Ms. Elaszhuo jumped out of the side of the boat gracefully, falling like a dandelion. The breeze lifted up the hem of her purple robe, as if it was dàng with silky water patterns, which contrasted with her beautiful long hair and fair skin, and was like a blooming violet... Although she was not wearing any jewelry, she was still dazzlingly beautiful as if she was born to be watched by everyone.

Below her is a small exquisite palace, with vaguely visible carved marble columns, clear gurgling fountains and geometric altars. However, the wide courtyard is empty, with only a few fallen leaves dancing in the wind.

“…The following is the legal residence of the chief consul of the Empire, the People’s Palace.

According to the prescribed procedures, the former consul should wait for the arrival of the new consul here, and hand over the seal, scepter and crown... Huh? Why is it empty outside the official residence and no one greets it at all?"

Seeing the empty scene above the picture, Rebecca bit his finger and became suspicious.

"... Could it be that the former consul of Barut is so ignorant of the current affairs that he still has to act like a sarcastic move at this time? Wouldn't he be afraid of revenge in the future and go directly to the prison for food after he got off the Taiwan stage?"

At this moment, on the balcony of the palace in the picture, the originally closed wooden door was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes walked out of it. A hunched old man in black robe followed behind him, holding a gorgeously decorated box and following him step by step.

"...Well, the former consul of Barut finally came out. It seems that he is so bad. Even his clothes are so messy. Could it be that he has been drinking to drown his sorrow all night!" Rebecca joked with a smile, but then he immediately changed his face. "...Wait...Wait, who is the guy following behind? Oh my God! This is impossible! He actually... is Samust! The most evil master of the Dragon Witch Sect!"

It seemed as if he heard Rebecca's mouth covering his anger, and the other end of the screen seemed to be in chaos - on the deck and on the ground, there were crowds of running everywhere, and the MPs could no longer maintain their demeanor and lay on the railings in panic. Hundreds of great arcane masters threw down their wine glasses and cigarettes, jumped out of the ship's side, and rushed towards the official residence below. And the groups of soldiers,

It also surged out of some corner, and rushed along several streets anxiously towards the location where Samust appeared...

In the courtyard of the official residence below, the old man in black robe, suspected to be Sammaster, and the two peerless powerful men, seemed to have started a fight. In the flying flames and black smoke, colorful magic lights were occasionally lit up and burst into explosive air waves, which made the entire row of houses collapse like building blocks, and even splashed dust in the sky.

Several ghostly figures also burst out of the ruins at this time and fought with the soldiers who arrived. They exploded in an instant, and thick smoke soared into the sky...

Although they cannot see clearly their appearance, based on their experience in the tropical rainforest in the Mazka continent, Feili can determine that these are all undead assassins of the Dragon Witch Cult, and they are the most advanced ones, otherwise it would be impossible to act freely under the scorching sun.

Although he was a little disrespectful to Ms. Elaszhuo who was in the whirlpool of the storm and the fat lich Owo who was swept by the storm, it has to be said that such a thrilling scene with ups and downs is much more attractive than the previous lively but slightly dull documentary scenes.

Feili and the girls in the cabin all widened their eyes at this time, held their breath, and focused on watching the next development. Well, it was basically similar to the actual shooting of the street gunfight in another time and space.

——No matter what era it is, people like to sit in a safe place and watch others beat them to death.

Unexpectedly, Owo on that side no longer cooperated. A white light suddenly flashed in the screen, and then there was no image. The projection crystal ball floating under the sky board also trembled with a "buzzing", then fell from the air with a "click", rolled a distance on the cashmere carpet, and finally lay quietly under a coffee table, slowly fading.

For a moment, the doors and windows were closed tightly and the heavy curtains were pulled into a dark silence. No one spoke or moved. Only the heavy breathing of the women could slightly break the unbearable silence.

After a while, Feili was the first to react, quickly broke free from Rebecca's arms, got up and walked to the wall and pulled open the curtains. The bright and dazzling desert sunlight immediately poured into the cabin and also fell on the red skin of the noble and mature women in the cabin.

"...I really didn't expect it! A new government establishment ceremony turned into a life-and-death battle between a voter and a degenerate voter! I don't know how Samust lurked into the official residence, and I don't understand why he showed up like this..."

After finally calming down, Feili muttered quietly, taking off her nightgown and changing into her military uniform. "Teacher Rebecca, what do you think we should do? Let the Xiangrui and the Silver Trojan take off immediately and return to the imperial capital to quell the chaos?" "...It's better not to marry this now, Xiao Feili." The female vampire professor tilted his head and thought for a moment, and then said firmly, "It's hundreds of miles away from the imperial capital. It will take at least half an hour to fly back on a broom or a flying carpet. By then, everything is probably over. Moreover, once such a level of magic battle broke out, the teleportation of the space near the battlefield will definitely be blocked and disturbed, and using the portal is also very dangerous.

What's more, in order to participate in this century event, there are a thousand great arcanes gathering in the imperial capital. Not to mention one Sammaster, even ten Sammasters are tied together, they will definitely not be able to beat so many people! If we go over rashly, we may have to make trouble and may be injured by accident, so we should just wait and see if it turns out to be..." Rebeca was expounding his opinion in this way, while pulling out a few extra clothes from the closet and throwing them to the beautiful mature women who were still naked on the carpet, so that they would not be able to run around the Xiangrui on the ship. Although there is nothing unusual, since the imperial capital in the north has undergone such a shocking mutation, it is obvious that they will not be allowed to continue with the military commander Feili.

On the other hand, with the current crisis everywhere, I don’t know where the enemy is and what kind of back moves it is, if they are asked to teleport themselves back to the Thunder Cliff Madness Asylum immediately, it seems that it is not a good idea. The other side is too close to the battlefield of the imperial capital. If you forcefully act with teleportation spells to go there when you are disturbed, it is like playing roulette with a revolver loaded with bullets. Most of the unlucky teleportees will not only be unable to reach their destination, but will also be lost in the astral realm, abyss or other ghost places, and even stuck in the cracks of time and space.

"……………………………………………………… Then, I will order the entire army to enter a first-level alert state, abandon some of the unloaded wheel-heavy materials, and let the landed troops pull out the camp and board the ship as soon as possible. And send flying demons and scout cavalry to go to the imperial capital to find out the latest love..." Feili pondered for a moment, then made a conservative decision, and planned to go out to inform the on-duty legion, but at the moment when his right hand touched the door handle, his face suddenly changed and his whole body became extremely stiff-for no reason, because he felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if something very important was roughly pulled out of his body, and was shattered, and he left himself from then on...

This is a very indescribable, very bad, and dizzy bad feeling, but it is so true.

Because the incident happened suddenly and was caught off guard, Feili leaned against the wall in great pain, slowly slipped down, collapsed weakly on the corner of the cashmere carpet, gasping heavily.

And waves of indescribable strange shocks were continuously transmitted from all directions along the magic network, causing his forehead to sweat like rain for a while, and his limbs and veins were spasming violently.

When the abnormality on his body finally subsided slightly, he began to struggle and barely turned around. When he exchanged glances with Rebecca and Renee, who were also suffering from all over his body, the in-ship telephone hanging on the wall of the captain's room suddenly emitted a sharp "beep" sirens.

In response to this, Feili could only shake her head helplessly, stand up with the wall with difficulty, reaching out and grabbing the earpiece and the soundtrack. As a result, before he could bring the earpiece to his ear, a deaf cry of horror gushed out, and immediately burst Feili into a buzzing eardrum. He had to tilt his head and let his ears get farther away from the earpiece, which reduced the volume received to the range that the fragile eardrum could barely bear.

"...Not good! Sir! It's an earthquake! Sir! It's a big earthquake on the shore!" The lookout on the Xiangrui mast basket shouted incoherently at the other end of the caller with a heart-wrenching shout, "...The ground cracked many gaps, the lake water retreated a lot from the shore, the scimitar mountain range collapsed from the top, the palm trees on the shore flew up like dead leaves, and the soldiers and the tents in the bushes, the same weight of the soldiers, what is that in the north? A wall made of water! It's a tsunami! The tsunami comes from the north!!!"

"...I know, thanks to your keen observation this time, but please be calm! The sky has not yet collapsed! Immediately notify the bridge duty officer, the entire ship entered the first-level alert state, and at the same time tell the Silver Trojan to strengthen the alert." Feili ordered in a calm tone as possible, "Also, let the sailors pull up the chain as soon as possible and take it off at full speed!"

Although he still couldn't figure out what chaos happened today, and what schemes did the Dragon Witch Cult, Tukan Barbarians, and the Southern Army separatists prepare, and how many of them are targeted at themselves. But at least one thing, Feili can be extremely disappointed and frustrated and affirmed 100% of the time: to book a erotic unblocked conference to "exchange feelings" with the imperial capital's nobles tonight, it seems that it is destined to be unable to hold...

A moment later, a huge lake wall with white foam on the surface was thirty feet high, barely brushed past the bottom of the Xiangrui, which had just taken off, knocked away a propeller at the stern, and then rushed straight to the palm-grown land on the shore, covering everything under this amazing tide.

At the same time, in the ruins of the Imperial Chief Executive's residence, two peerless powerful men who had just experienced a life-and-death struggle were confronting each other with their weapons at both ends of the courtyard dozens of feet away.

"…Surrender! Samust, you are surrounded! Although I don't know why you dare to appear in front of me, I can be sure that you will definitely not be able to escape this time!"

Ms. Elaszhuo's silver-handed, wearing a purple robe, had a smug smile on her lips. She used her unique magic weapon "Eraszhuo's Sword Ornament" to transform her right arm wearing the ornament into a long sword. She pointed at the Lord of the Dragon Witch Sect in front of her majestic and shouted loudly, "I didn't expect it! After Samast hadn't seen you for a long time, your ability has dropped so much!"

Opposite her, the Lord of the Dragon Witch Cult, Sammast, was much more embarrassed. Not only did his black robe completely turn into a strip of ragged cloth, but his gray hair was also blown into a bird's nose. His abdomen and Tui were poked hard several times with a toothed sword and were burned by the Silver Fire Storm. He could only rely on a crutch to barely support his remaining body. In fact, if he was not a legendary lich or the most famous degenerate voter Sammast, he would have probably turned into a pile of ashes at this time.

In this confrontation, Sammaster looked obviously poor and only lasted for a few rounds, then fell down with injuries, which surprised Elaszhuo for a moment. In the previous few solo fights, he could always beat any magic goddess voter.

Dozens of great arcane scrambled to be the first to jump off the Golden Forest floating battleship, forming a tight encirclement around Samust, completely blocking any road he might escape. After a brief period of showing off his power, the undead assassins of the Dragon Witch Cult were surrounded and killed by the Northern Army with absolute superior forces. The gunfire on the street soon became sparse.

However, although the situation was like catching a turtle in a jar, Samust seemed to be completely unafraid of it.

"…Ahem, there is really nothing I can do about this, Elaszhuo. I don't want to make it so embarrassed in front of you! Ahem, but anyone who has self-destructed twice in three years will be as weak as I am now!"

Samust seemed to be hunched in pain, coughing and laughing with self-deprecatingly, but his voice seemed to be even more harsh than Ye Xiao's "But it doesn't matter, since I have come to this city that ruled the mainland and stood in front of you, I have never planned to go out in full. Of course, I have never thought of begging anyone for mercy. Cough, Barut, it's your turn to appear now!"

With Samust's order, a unkempt guy suddenly emerged from the rubble on the side of the courtyard of the official residence. He was wearing a purple silk robe that was almost exactly the same as Elaszor, and a gorgeous crown made of mitral and fine gold. He held a magic battle axe with sparkling light in his hand. The wide half-moon blade reflected the heart-wrenching hun under the scorching sun.

The dim cold light.

The shape of this battle axe is very ordinary, but if you look at it intently, you can find that on the ground axe blade that is made of stainless steel, there seems to be a layer of golden mist flowing. Many colorful magical six-pointed stars are flickering and jumping in this mi mist. If you are a magician with a higher level, you may also notice that space and time around the axe are twisted and deformed, emitting strange bo patterns, and even mysterious bursts are heard.

——This is the Axe of Terramante, the founding king of the Second Empire of Nesèrel, former Yinhun,

The city lord, the legendary artifact left by Emperor Terramante, is also a symbol of the supreme imperial power of the empire.

On its blade, the divine blood of Aio, the king of the gods, was once full of.

Since the royal family's succession, every CEO of the Second Empire of Nesèrel will have to take over the power after obtaining this magical artifact that symbolizes the power of the empire. Of course, due to the severance of the royal bloodline, this artifact, which is limited to the use of the crowd (only the direct royal bloodline can be used) has long become a complete symbol of regime power. No matter which CEO is, he can no longer exert its true power, and can only use it as an ornament for ceremony or parade.

However, as time goes by, few people now remember that in addition to the Chief Consul's imperial scepter, this artifact actually has another crucial function. "Ahem, Barut, immediately start the self-destruct program on Terramant's Axe!"
Chapter completed!