The shouts of killing outside the front hall gradually subsided. In the huge square in front of the hall, corpses were lying here and there. These were the guards who were loyal to Sayetuo.
This is the case in the struggle for royal power, ability, vision, and assessing the situation are all indispensable. Of course, some luck is also required.
Not all of these officials or soldiers who supported Sayetuo voluntarily joined her, some of the entire faction was on Sayetuo's side, and the fish and shrimp below had no choice at all.
Corpses were dragged away. Soldiers in armor carried huge buckets and dumped them on the square and the corridor with a bang. The blood spread, some soaked into the cracks between the bricks and stones, and some were absorbed by the soil, turning into flowers and plants. nutrients.
The winner steps on the corpse of the loser to sit on the throne. As long as there is humanity, the throne will be stained with blood. History is the wife of the loser and can only be at the mercy of the winner.
A large group of trembling officials marched forward surrounded by the frontier troops. Some of them looked mournful, some sighed, and some were full of grief.
"The empire is over"
An official with age spots on his face wiped his tears. His life experience told him that this is an internal struggle among those in power. If there is no new king today, the lords and alien races in the frontier will be more aggressive. The officials of the empire are in panic, and the power system will collapse and disintegrate in a short time.
A better situation is that the empire is divided into several kingdoms, the worst is that the lords of the frontiers rule the empire, and the worst is that the mainland is occupied by foreigners.
The door of the front hall slowly opened, and the old god stick stood inside the door, seemingly normal, but the veins on his neck were throbbing.
"Prince Ardgesh Sayetor, became the Lord of the Night in 1691 of the Dark Era!"
The old god stick shouted, and the imperial officials in front of the temple were full of doubts.
"All officials enter the palace."
Following the roar of the old magic stick, all the officials entered the front hall. After passing through the inner corridor, they stepped into the nave. What caught their eyes was the King of the Night, Sayetto, who was sitting on the throne in black armor.
"black king¡¡"
After seeing Sayetuo on the throne, some old officials burst into tears. Their knees softened almost instinctively, and they knelt down on the ground.
On the left and right sides of Sayetto, there are Wufu and Walkley standing. At this time, one of them is wearing red armor and the other is wearing white clothes. The red armor is Wufu, who is in charge of military power. The army is all under his jurisdiction.
Wearing white is Walkley, responsible for finance, people's livelihood, selection and dismissal of officials, etc.
Woofer and Walkley seem to have a lot of power. In fact, they need to find someone they trust and gradually disperse the power in their hands. If there are only the two of them, they will not be able to stay busy even if they stay awake for 24 hours.
All the officials knelt down on the ground. Although they were full of doubts, the new king appeared, which meant that the royal power of the empire would be unified again. As long as it was stable for a few years, the aliens and lords on the border would not be foreign invasions at all.
Just when all the officials were kneeling on the ground, Su Xiao had already walked outside the nave. Seeing Su Xiao walking out, Wu Fu who was next to the throne subconsciously wanted to keep up.
"Wolfer."
Walkley spoke in a low voice, and Wulf stopped. He glanced at Su Xiao who was gradually walking out of the nave, then at the officials kneeling on the ground, and finally focused on Walkley.
Walkley shook his head and said, "We will continue to manage this country."
"is that so¡¡"
Woolf retreated to the throne.
"That's right."
Walkley stepped forward, and half the power of the empire was in his hands.
Inside the front hall.
Su Xiao came to the front of the hall and looked at the frontier soldiers who were cleaning up the blood.
"Are you just giving up the throne like this? Woolf and Walkley will support you if you want."
The old god stick stood beside Su Xiao, his expression was relaxed, and the burden on his shoulders disappeared the moment Sayetuo sat on the throne.
"Don't pretend to be confused."
Su Xiao put his hand on the handle of the knife. Seizing power is just a process. He did not come to this world to be king. If he does not die in a certain world, he will go through many worlds in the future. He cannot bring the kingship out of this world.
Therefore, compared with kingship, his own strength is more important to Su Xiao. After all, he is not a resident of this world.
"Although there will be silence for a period of time, if we enter there, the probability of coming out alive is no more than 10%."
"Silence?"
Su Xiao looked sideways at the old magic stick, his eyes seemed to be shining.
"Yes, the Dead City will be silent for one to two months, and the residents there will sleep to the maximum extent. Even if they are awakened, they will be much weaker due to the appearance of the new king."
"This is good news."
Su Xiao walked outside the palace, the old magic stick sighed and could only keep up.
Just as Su Xiao walked out of the palace, Boubo Wang and Amu, who had been waiting outside the main entrance for a long time, also followed Su Xiao.
Although the seizure of power is over, what Su Xiao has to do has just begun. He wants to enter the dead city. Although there are many crises there, judging from the information Su Xiao knows, he can get a lot of benefits there.
First of all, it is the last piece of the Black King suit. If you want to get the complete Black King suit, Dead City is a must.
Moreover, according to the information Su Xiao investigated before, many extreme cultivators have disappeared in the dead city. Those strong men who pursue the ultimate technique, after reaching a certain level, will find it even more difficult to go any further. Their combat power is already comparable The gods of this world used to be, so they are revered as Shengxiu by the world.
After these saints reached their old age, they all entered the dead city by coincidence. The only known information was obtained by Su Xiao from a piece of metal fragments, and there was only one sentence.
¡®What we are pursuing is within the silence of death, and I have no regrets in my life, so I am willing to give it a try. '
Su Xiao has studied a lot of the practice methods and understanding of Jixiu, and even promoted two levels of swordsmanship masters with these insights, but he only collected one of the relics left by Shengxiu.
You must know that Su Xiao is already one of the most important figures in the empire. Thousands of people below are searching day and night for what he wants to collect, but even so, they only found a piece of metal.
In addition to the Black King suit and the legacy of Shengxiu, another thing in the dead city is also very attractive to Su Xiao, and that is the source of darkness.
Su Xiao tried many methods, not to mention obtaining the source of darkness, he didn't even know what the source of darkness was.
You must know that when you first entered the world of the Black King, in the world introduction prompted by the Reincarnation Paradise, the source of darkness and the source of the world are at the same level.
The source of the world can allow Su Xiao to obtain real attributes. As for what can be obtained through the source of darkness, it is temporarily unknown.
?The real attribute is like a foundation, without the support of physical fitness, even if Su Xiao's sword skills are several times stronger than now, he will not be able to exert too much combat power.
The Black King Suit, the Legacy of Shengxiu, and the Source of Darkness, these three are enough for Su Xiao to explore the Dead City on an adventure.
"Old God Stick, where is the dead city?"
Su Xiao's tone was firm, even unquestionable.
"If you're going there, at least make preparations."
The old god stick tapped four times on his chest with one hand, looking into the distance, he was about to fulfill a previous promise