This is both a fight for power and a fight for faith.
The winner gets everything, the loser is despised by all the people.
The night gradually faded, and the sunlight slowly spread across this cold area.
The bloody smell in the air was slowly replaced by the cold smell of the morning.
The skylight poured down, bringing a warmth.
And in those dark corners, patches of blood were washed away, like moths clinging to the roots.
And in those casual corners, little dark red blood stains remain, like the filth squeezed out by history, with the smell of killing.
Mu Changli stood quietly in the palace, with the dark red carpet beneath his feet.
It felt soft to the touch, but could not hide the smell of decay.
On this carpet, there is still the black blood vomited by the previous emperor.
On top of the black blood stains, there is a nostalgia for the king's unwillingness and pain.
What is he suffering from?
It hurts that he was killed by his most beloved child.
No, Isidore is not his most beloved child.
His mother is just a slave.
Although he lies to the outside world that he is the queen's child, he does not.
Then why keep him?
Because he wants to make his noble wife angry.
She had such a beautiful appearance that fascinated him, but why did she always think about his dead brother?
Even if he gave him the position of queen, she still refused to look at her again.
What a hypocritical woman.
She accepted the position of queen so happily and gave birth to his first child in order to consolidate her position.
So he pampered the child, encouraged him to fight, encouraged him to fight, until he trained him to be what he wanted.
But gradually, this child became different.
Like himself, he began to be obsessed with that dazzling appearance.
He also began to look for those maddening beauties, and even made them into beautiful dolls.
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But he still doesn't care.
Children of the royal family are born to be superior to all living beings.
They just have a few humble lives, so what should they care about?
But he never thought that one day, he himself would become one of those bastards.
He is too unwilling He is a noble emperor.
Why should he suffer such a result?
Why is it for those who resist?
Yes, that annoying child.
He has such a beautiful appearance, but refuses to belong to himself.
He has such a powerful power. , but refused to serve the royal family His child, he just wanted to deal with the increasingly aggressive existence, so he chose to take away his throne in advance.
Yes, it must be like this.
It must be like this.
He even wanted to forgive this rebellious child because his smile was so beautiful Mu Changli felt the remaining mental fluctuations under his feet and frowned slightly.
He moved his steps gently, and the remaining mental power was immediately shattered, leaving no trace.
The blood stain was shaken away, as if it had never existed, and the carpet returned to its soft and warm appearance.
On the wall behind Isido, there are several ancient wall lamps hanging, which were inherited by the royal family from ancient times.
At this moment, the flames in these wall lamps flickered and blurred shadows fell on the wall behind the wall lamps, about to dissipate, just like this precarious empire.
On the wall behind Isidor, there is a huge mural painted on it, which is the royal emblem.
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It depicts a huge bird in thick colors.
He gradually reaches out towards the left, fierce and bloody.
The fierce bird is the portrayal of the people in the royal family, and this painting condenses the evolution of the royal family in the past thousand years.
Isidor slowly walked down from his throne, and stretched out his hand towards Mu Changli, his pale fingers filled with bloody sweetness, "What a beautiful face, such pure beauty," he said strangely.
Mu Changli frowned fiercely, feeling the nausea that was getting closer.
He waved his hand fiercely, and Isidor flew backwards and fell on the throne in a panic.
At the same time, a huge mental pressure lingered on the palace.
The hidden guard fell to the ground directly under this pressure.
At this moment, he no longer had that fanatical look and became crazy.
Silly and dull, it was the look of a complete mental breakdown.
The hands of Isido, who fell on the throne, were covered with small scratches.
These scratches were too small to be seen with the naked eye, but they were very deep.
They exuded a sharp energy, which suppressed Isido's mental power and made his hands dripping with blood.
Isido looked at Mu Changli with hatred and obsession.
His hand was in pain.
The pain seemed to be slowly hoarse by countless ants, making him have to twist his face.
It was such a familiar feeling, just like that After the first training match, the pain in both eyes was exactly the same.
After that, he was blind for three years, and doctors tried their best to make him regain his sight.
It was not until his healing-oriented mental power broke through S-level three years later that he was able to look at this beauty again. world.
During the three years when he was blind, he pulled out all the flowers in the garden.
If he couldn't appreciate beautiful things, what's the point of existence?
The clicking footsteps came very regularly, as if they were stepping on a person's heartbeat.
Isido collapsed on the throne, listening to the footsteps, his heart beat little by little. , pounding and beating, like meeting a beloved girl.
There was a layer of blood on his face, and his eyes were filled with confusion and madness.
There was a sound of footsteps, and Isidore suddenly woke up.
He looked at the woman walking over, grinning with a terrifying smile, and said intermittently, "Really, really, a lovely girl.
I really want to be taken away.
You put it in the palm of your hand and love me."
Suddenly, his expression changed again, no longer the obsessive appreciation, "It's a pity that you let yourself down.
You actually chose that disgusting man.
You became, you became dirty, you lost your beauty, you The breath is full of filth, why don't you die.
Only death can make you pure again.
Yes, you should die, you should die."
He murmured to himself, looking at Yue Bing with gloomy eyes, sometimes with unspeakable anger, and sometimes praying in a dreamy tone.
Yue Bing looked at this terrifying man and said calmly, "You should be the one who deserves to die the most."
She looked at Mu Changli, who was standing in the center of the palace, and knelt down on one knee, "Marshal, all enemies have been eliminated, and mankind will move towards a new era."
Mu Changli looked at the blue sky outside the palace and said calmly, "No, a new era has arrived."
Poof, the flames in the wall lamp were completely extinguished
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