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Chapter 523 The Price of Gifts from the Gods ([-]-in-[-])

King Kraft VI was assassinated during the banquet.

His heir, Prince Mulla, was subdued on the spot by members of the Gold and Silver clan. Originally, the Gold and Silver clan wanted to kill him and his father, but Alaire stopped them.

"Keep him alive, he will still be useful."

Alaire said so.

The reason why he is like this is not because he is kind-hearted, nor does he really want to save Prince Mulla's life, but because if the king and the heir are killed, then they will have no way out.

If you just kill the king, you can still win the support of the citizens of the capital in the name of eradicating the tyrant, but if you kill Mulla, then things will become very difficult.

Alaire's plan was very simple. They launched a coup at lightning speed at the banquet, assassinated the king, controlled Prince Mulla, and then controlled the entire royal city. Finally, they supported Prince Mulla to ascend to power and become a puppet at their disposal. Wait until all the rebellions in the kingdom, large and small, are dealt with before deposing Prince Mulla.

In the banquet hall, the throne was covered with blood, and all the guests who had been enjoying themselves had dispersed. Alaire and others took control of Prince Mulla. They had already planned it, and what they were most afraid of was the army that was extremely loyal to the king.

In the previous riot, the Janissaries' vigorous resistance and the legions' bloody suppression left a deep impression on them.

"Fortunately, when the tyrant went on the expedition, he transferred many of the Imperial Guards, and most of his legions stayed at the border."

After Allaire made some calculations, he ordered people to find the king's forging hammer.
“Find the hammer and tell those soldiers that the king asked them to disarm all and not create too much chaos, otherwise it will be bad for us.

Let me reiterate, we can accept chaos, but it should be minimal chaos. "

Soon after, under a large-scale search, the dwarves of the Gold and Silver clan found the clan forging hammer of King Kraft VI. Following Alaire's instructions, they rushed to the legion's station outside the city to let the soldiers They obeyed the order and were all disarmed.

In this chaotic environment, the gold and silver clans moved at an unimaginable speed.

The guests fled in all directions, and not many people knew the news of the king's murder, let alone the legions stationed outside the city. When the dwarves of the Gold and Silver clan appeared in front of the legion commanders holding the king's forging hammer, they were afraid of the king's authority and were afraid of the king's authority. The commander of the legion, who obeyed the king's orders, disarmed all without hesitation.

So, at dawn the next day, in a short period of time, the Jinyin clan, who had already planned it, couldn't help but control the prince, and also took control of the royal city. In the name of the king, they announced that the king was seriously ill, and the royal city began to be under martial law.

Many dwarves still didn't know that the king was dead. Their thoughts were messy and they had no idea what happened. They just started to obey the orders of martial law in a daze.

In the chaotic royal city, the king's death spread like gossip.

The coup was so successful that even the gods were surprised.

"I thought we needed our priests to help persuade those dwarves."

The storm god Utus sighed for this.

Although this proud god disdains intrigues, he is still happy to see the coming civil war among the dwarves.

"It looks like Allaire and Nelson are doing better than we thought."

Laron, the god of dreams, did not shy away from his praise.

Everything is going according to plan.

Sipos, the god of wine, stared at Karl Lund and laughed:

"I guess the dwarves of the Gold and Silver clan think they can really rule the entire kingdom."

Hearing this, several other gods couldn't help laughing, as if they were mocking the pride and stupidity of mortals.

Alaire and others hoped to take over the entire kingdom with minimal chaos, so they spared Prince Mulla's life.

However, the gods will not be happy to see this happen.

The Gold and Silver clan received help from the gods. They learned the truth about the war and assassinated the king with the instigation of Nelson and other priests.

No doubt they received many gifts.

only,
There is always a price to pay for accepting gifts from the gods.

What the gods want to see is that the Kingdom of Karlond falls into a devastating civil strife. As for whether the Gold and Silver clan will take power, Prince Mulla will regain power, or a lowly clan will ascend to the top of power. , it doesn’t matter to these gods who have lived for thousands of years.

"So...Laren, what should you do with the mortal you met before?"

At this time, the storm god Utus asked.

Laren, the God of Dreams, froze slightly as the painful memories emerged in his mind.

He will not forget what He saw deep in that man's dream.

And the damage caused to Him by that light has not been recovered to this day.

So much so that in terms of divine power, Laren, the fourth-level dream god, is now the same as a third-level god.

"We cannot have another direct conflict with him. We cannot afford the price."

Laren, the god of dreams, took a deep breath and said:
"However, we can allow our chosen mortals to carry out our will."

Laren's words attracted the agreement of other gods.

A head-on conflict with a mortal was not only against the identity of a god, but also against the law, and besides, that mortal was not ordinary.

"Believe me, a small mortal cannot reverse the trend of destruction."

Laren, the God of Dreams, regained his comfortable smile and spoke slowly.

Storm God Utus lowered his head at this time, as if thinking about something.

"Utus, what's wrong?"

asked Hippos, the god of wine.

"I suddenly thought of a god."

Utus said,

"He seemed to be active in the Helong Mountains area before."

Laren suddenly became more vigilant,
"Who?"

He didn't want other sects of gods to ruin their long-prepared plans.

"Slae, the god of lies and trickery."

Utus spat out,

"My followers told me that in that area, there is a story about the 'Sage Who Makes a Wish'."

The gods on the scene couldn't help but be a little stunned when they heard this. They couldn't figure out what Slaier was doing by getting involved in their plans.

Laren, the God of Dreams, frowned and thought for a moment, then said after a moment:

"Ignore him. No matter what Slayer does, he can't change the situation in Karlond."

Laren's words were recognized by several gods, and they all nodded.

For the civil war in Karlond, the layout of the gods of this faction was not loose.

It is not just the followers of Laren who have taken action. Gods such as the storm god Utus, the victory god Leanderos, the wine god Sipos and other gods have their own plans.For example, Sipos sent his beautiful Faun daughter to seduce the dwarves of the Laurentian Forest. The storm god Utus asked his priests to use thunder to create a night-long storm on the ocean, hindering Carlond's plan. Maritime trade….
The gods have made sufficient preparations, and all that is left is to wait for a feast of destruction.

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Belfan was trapped in the palace.

Allaire and others who launched the coup have fully taken control of the palace and do not allow anyone to enter or exit, and Belfan is naturally trapped.

Belfan did not attend the banquet. Even though Prince Mulla invited him several times, Belfan declined. On the one hand, he always had an unknown premonition, and on the other hand, he was busy with the research at hand.

The study of the path of divine creation has reached a critical moment.

After gathering many scholars, the research on the path of divine creation progressed by leaps and bounds for a period of time, but at the same time, bottlenecks also appeared.

The bottleneck is manifested in the promotion ceremony from the second to the third level. The promotion ceremony at this stage is far less smooth than before. As they go deeper into the sea of ​​souls, each experimenter begins to have a feeling similar to that of Lonely Soul Wilderness. The state of ghosts, Belfan and others named it "soul loss".

This situation occurs on a large scale during the upgrading rituals from the second to the third level. The experimenters who performed the upgrading rituals failed without exception. In the most serious case, some people even suffered from "lost souls" for a month. state.

From this, Belfan and others realized that the difficulty of each stage of the promotion ceremony increased exponentially.

The scholars began to study for a long time, but despite trying all methods, there was still no progress. The frustrated Belfan couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. He even felt that he would not be able to solve this problem in his life, and Sealand The appearance of , made things take a turn for the better.

The hermit of Aga's Silan who knew the ancient words told them that there seemed to be a combination between the ancient words. The two ancient words could be connected to each other and produce wonderful reactions.

At that time, Xilan gave an example of combining the ancient adjectives with the nouns. For example, "cold water" is to combine the two ancient words "cold" and "water". When chanting, it will condense The water is extremely cold.

The hermit's knowledge of ancient words inspired everyone, and their research gradually gained some traction.

However, at this moment, misfortunes happened.

"The king is dead?!"

In the study, Belfan asked in disbelief.

The servant who served Belfan nodded and swallowed uneasily.

"I saw with my own eyes...those people gathered around with daggers, and then...your majesty died..."

The servant described the situation again.

Belfan felt dizzy. He couldn't believe that the King of the Dwarves, Kraft VI, died inexplicably at the triumphal banquet.

Moreover, Alaire, the assassin of the king, claimed that Kaf VI was a tyrant who had deceived the entire kingdom.

The dwarves did not conquer Golan. On the contrary, in a small town called Lassen Town dozens of miles in front of the royal city of Nolang, the originally unstoppable dwarves suffered an unprecedented defeat.

As for the timely support that Kraft VI said, Maxwell who defeated Golan was a complete lie. The fact is exactly what he thought. It was Maxwell who defeated several dwarf legions with his extraordinary troops, forcing the dwarves to retreat. They had to retreat all the way and did not stabilize until they reached the Helong Mountains. Finally, they were forced to sign a peace treaty with the Golan people.

Belfan was stunned when he heard the words of his servant. He could not imagine that the dwarves, who had always been victorious, suffered a disastrous defeat and never recovered from it. Karlond did not conquer Golan.

As for Kafu VI, he was killed by the dwarves of the Jinyin clan at a banquet in the palace.

He suddenly felt that it was completely unreal. The king's death was not real to him. It was extremely false, like a lie or a rumor.

However, the entire royal city was under martial law, unfamiliar guards were stationed outside the corridors, and Mulla's whereabouts were unknown... All kinds of circumstances told Belfan that Kraft VI was really dead.

"what should I do now?"

Belfan leaned on the desk and murmured breathlessly.

Now how to do…

He spoke as if he could really do something...
I was obviously powerless and couldn't do anything.

Thinking of this, Belfan felt short of breath and his neck felt like it was being strangled.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Belfan very suddenly.

"Belfan, run away, get out of here."

Belfan turned around and looked at the man who appeared like a ghost.

That was Xilan, the hermit of unknown origin.

"Oh...it's you, Xilan, are you left here too?"

Belfan asked aloud.

Xilan didn't nod or shake his head, he just persuaded:

"Those people killed Kafu because your king did not bring victory, and as Kafu's close vassal, you will be liquidated sooner or later.

By then it will be too late, run away, leave quickly. "

Belfan was a little confused. He quickly said "wait a minute".
“I can’t leave yet, and I don’t want to leave, my research is still here.

And, if I will be liquidated, what about other academics, will they be liquidated too? "

Xilan just said:
“Maybe, maybe not, but I also advise them to leave here.

What about you, Belfan, what do you want to do? "

Belfan took a deep breath and said:
“No, no, I still want to confirm Mulla’s life and death.

Don't worry about me. The main enemy of those gold and silver clans is the group of steam technology craftsmen, not me. I will not be in danger.

And if you want to escape, it's not just as simple as escaping from the royal city, but also escaping from Karlond, isn't it?

But this is my hometown, and I won’t leave like this. I want to build this place into an ancient academic capital. "

Belvan gave many reasons, but the only thing he wanted to clarify was that he didn't want to leave like this.

Sealand stared at the dwarf.

That gaze seemed to have seen a corner of Belfan's destiny.

"You'll regret it, Belvan.

Until then, I will come to you again. "

Belfan watched the man say these words of unclear meaning and then walked straight out of the study.

"Wait, there are guards guarding there..."

Belfan hurriedly chased after him.

I saw Xilan walking out of the door, walking around the corner, and then disappeared.

Belfan was left watching this scene blankly.

"Where's Zealand...

Is this...an illusion? "

(End of this chapter)