God after all

Chapter 203 Death Feast
Jupiter City - Count Nesha's Mansion

This is already the third murder of the head of a famous family.

First of all, the leading wealthy family in the capital, Ryan Fendersi, has controlled a quarter of the huge wealth of the empire for hundreds of years, and business speculation has secretly entered the battlefield from the dark side.

Right now it is such a powerful and powerful family, but now it is facing a blow.

The head of the family, Alente, and Mrs. Saijin died unexpectedly, and the two daughters, daughters whom the couple loved, disappeared mysteriously.

And inside the mansion, hundreds of servants were bleeding like rivers.

Three days after the catastrophe happened to the Ryan Fendersi family, the Camilla family, the big money lords of the ancient Fax Empire banking business all over the world, also followed suit.

Their offspring became the two daughters of the Ryan Findhee family, and Diana and Lucia shared the same fate.

It is not that there are no evil forces extending their claws to the high and powerful upper class, but this time the enemy is too sinister, and even the top human magicians are facing a situation where they are helpless.

In front of the dark aristocrats (Doctor's secret party), the followers who are loyal to the wealthy family are just fresh and delicious sheep, and they can only be slaughtered by them.

"From civilians to nobles, they frequently kidnap innocent children. I suspect that the conspiracy behind them is to prepare for Li Yunji who is pregnant with the devil's fetus."

Lillian Lopeshley, the investigator standing beside Seranbil Eduardo, spoke solemnly and politely.

The monolithic gold-rimmed glasses she wears on her right eye are inlaid between the brow bone and the eye socket. One end of the circular frame is connected to a thin wire chain, and the other end of the chain is connected to the clothes with a strange badge on her chest.

"Nine out of ten times that's the case."

The King of Knights confirmed the investigator's guess.

"His Majesty the Emperor is seriously ill today."

I don't know if the knight king exuding a soldier's aura is silent because of the bloody scene of Master Nisha's tragic death in the bedroom, or because of the news he brought?Lilian didn't know why.

As a close confidant of His Majesty the current emperor, Nisha was born in the royal family and was a cousin of the late Karimed II.

Naked, he died in bed with a woman.

The head beheaded by the dark nobles was hung on the angel sculpture outside the gate of the capital king's palace.

The huge stone statue held a shield, and in the other hand held a spear pointing straight into the sky, and the bloody head of Master Nisha pierced the tip of the spear.

The elite knights guarding the palace didn't know anything about it.

This death, which started last night, was not revealed until dawn today, and His Majesty the young but frail emperor was trembling with anger.

The tragedies of the two major families preceded him, and he was mentally tortured, and finally fell ill under the blow of the tragic death of Master Nisha.

The last female corpse on the gorgeous bed was carried away on a stretcher by soldiers in shining armor.

She stared into her eyes, which were covered with bloodshot eyeballs and bulged out horribly, and a kind of hysterical and crazy fear before she died remained in her eyes.

There was a wound on her neck with flesh and blood turned outwards, which looked like a vampire's bite mark, but it was not the work of the so-called night creature cursed by the gods.

Her body was bleeding to the brim; one right wrist, hanging from the edge of the stretcher, had a bite mark where the blood had dried and scabbed.

Except for the headless corpse of Master Nisha, the blood flowed from all the bodies of his mistresses.

The blood stained the gorgeous bed, and the hellish death scene was the red scene that the King of Knights witnessed when he walked into the bedroom.

The place of death was not the old castle of Mr. Nisha's family, but one of his private mansions outside.

However, the 500-year-old building has also become a place of death, and blood and flames have rendered it a hell.

There are dead people everywhere in the castle, only the body of Master Huaixiu has not been found.

People are sure that he will suffer the same fate as the missing child, captured by the dark nobles.

"The troubles of the dark nobles are beyond human control."

The King of Knights did not continue his helpless words, turned around and left the place.

There was a crowd outside Master Nixar's private residence, but most of them came to see Seranbil Eduardo.

Only the death of a prominent aristocratic grandfather can alert such a minister of the empire who has the talents of the world to come forward.

Although the King of Knights is an out-and-out woman, her achievements are unmatched in both battlefield and politics.

People noticed the figure at the door one after another:

The neat and straight military uniform perfectly outlines the tall figure, with a black cloak over the shoulders, and a strange coat of arms embroidered with skulls, crosses and red roses pinned to the left chest placket.

The emblem of the coat of arms symbolizes the identity of the "Knights of the Holy Spirit".

On her right neck, there is a light blue tattoo, and the beautiful lines spread like slender blood vessels, forming a pattern of a two-headed snake with wings crucified on a cross.

The meaning of this sign is hostile to Satan, slaughtering demons, and resisting evil!
Before the winter came, it began to snow, attracting people to look at the vast sky.

Serambelle Eduardo reached out involuntarily to catch a few swirling snowflakes.

The whole world suddenly quieted down, and the wind had disappeared.

The crowd retreated left and right to make way for the King of Knights who took the lead and walked ahead.

Snowflakes fell on her shoulders, hair tips, and long eyelashes that curled up gracefully.

Among the hundreds of people, there is an evil that has been lurking for a long time, peeping at the beauty of the Knight King, and smiling at her passing by.

The white boots that were walking with gentle steps stopped abruptly, Seranbeel Eduardo, who had long platinum hair hanging down her waist, turned her head, and there was no longer the figure with the subtle smile in her pale blue eyes.

The civilians present were breathing a little unsteadily, and they were palpitated by the glimpse of the Knight King's eyes. Such indifferent but strangely charming magical eyes were fascinating.

People want to see it a second time, but she's gone.

The goshawk that stayed on the roof of Master Nesha's private residence, flapped its wings and flew to the east, far away from the land of right and wrong.

It circles the vast expanse of sky above the capital city, runs counter to the historical places of interest, crosses the magnificent and splendid royal palace, hovers in the sky of Witch Street.

Under the leadership of the store manager Magnaga, the Holy Son stopped when Lengji passed by the window.

He looked far away at the black and iron-like steeple roof outside, and in his vision appeared a black eagle flying low under the sky, hovering suspiciously around the sky above the building.

"What are you looking at?"

Magnaga, dressed in a witch's robe, is a beautiful and beautiful seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

As if there was a breeze blowing over her body, the pink shoulder-length short hair was slightly rippling as she turned her head.

"A powerful person is coming."

The words of the talking black snake shook the calmness on the surface of the beautiful girl.

He was silent and silent, as if acquiescing to what Bonn said.

"It's still a long way from here."

"who is it?"

Leng Ji turned around following the voice, and his eyes fell on the girl whose robe was almost hanging down.

"The smell is very evil, it should be a certain prince and noble from hell."

Bonn was not sure about the specific identity of the visitor, so he could only make a rough guess.

"I sensed it too, it's that person."

The man Magnagar spoke of was now walking a broad road that ran through the Street of the Witches.

He appeared in the image of a gray-robed warlock, stopped to walk a thousand meters away, and raised his face to look at the black eagle flying above his head.

The black eagle landed on the roof, folded its fluttering wings, and stared at the gray-robed warlock with round golden pupils.

After taking a look, the gray-robed figure, who was all alone, didn't stay for long, and walked towards the deep place of Witch Street.

The goshawk also jumped to the sky, walking through the vast snow with a strong posture free and unrestrained, but also full of pride and loneliness.

The loud, desolate cry rose to the sky, offering a neigh to this cold and silent day.

(End of this chapter)