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"Who killed the king... who...!"

Angry roars echoed in the main hall of the palace. The surrounding dilapidated environment and the blood and corpses on the ground revealed a message - a death battle had just occurred here not long ago.

And the ending is obvious.

The king's bodyguard fell, and the king himself was nowhere to be seen... The men who came to assassinate the king succeeded.

"Who the hell didn't obey my orders and broke in and killed the king?!"

Silas grabbed the magician beside him and shouted angrily, but the latter just shook his head in fear and confusion.

Others naturally remained silent - after all, they really didn't know who did this.

After another burst of impotent rage, Silas gradually calmed down.

He thought of a person...the person who used him as a gunman...

He knew he was really being used, but he had no choice at the moment.

If you want to survive, you can only follow the route laid out by that damn guy...

As for whether he will succeed in subverting this hypocritical country or become that guy's stepping stone... we can only wait and see.

"Since the emperor is no longer here, let's take action on his son."

Silas calmed down his excitement and asked other magicians to escort the tied Jarvan IV out of the palace with a wave of his hand.

Outside the gate, there was already a sea of ​​people.

Not only the large group of magicians in Wuyangyang, but also countless people from Xiongdu who came to "watch the show" - some of them wanted to help quell the rebellion, but they were helpless; more of them were those who had been "brainwashed" People who are angry - they think that the king himself caused all this, and they are reaping the consequences.

"Brothers and sisters, today we are all witnesses of history!"

Silas walked at the front of the group of magicians, behind him were Jarvan IV and Galen who were tied tightly.

"We have had enough of the king's tyranny! We should stand up!"

"The tyrant is dead, and there will be no high-ranking king in Demacia from now on!"

"A crown that everyone can wear!"

"Now, let's see the ugly faces of these nobles!"

Silas waved his hand, and Jarvan IV and Garen were pressed onto their makeshift execution platform.

The guillotine used to behead the "Black Magician" was pushed out, and the round hole on it still had blood stains that had not been cleaned but had long since dried.

Those are the blood of magicians.

Now, it's finally the turn of these hypocritical nobles!

"Send our future king up!" Silas shouted, and Jarvan IV was immediately pinned to the guillotine.

His golden helmet had long been taken off, and his bloody face was filled with anger and sadness, but he was now helpless.

His head passed through the round hole of the guillotine, and the bright guillotine hung above his head.

As long as the rope connecting the guillotine is broken...

Then his head will also be severed.

"Are you scared to death, my respected prince?" Silas squatted down mockingly and slapped Jarvan IV's face with his hand.

The latter was furious: "You damn guy...! The thing I regret most is that I didn't behead you on the spot...!"

"Oh oh oh, don't be like this, can you be decent?" Silas took two steps back and bowed to the crowd in the audience.

"Our great prince seems to be a little emotionally unstable... He is not very decent. Maybe we should help him be more decent, right?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The magicians in the audience raised their arms and shouted.

Seeing this, Silas took the long knife handed by his subordinates with satisfaction, and placed the blade on the hemp rope under Jarvan IV's hateful gaze.

Then, swipe lightly.

The rope was disconnected and the huge guillotine fell immediately.

Silas let out a cry of pleasure.

Everyone in the audience couldn't take their eyes away.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

but……

The imagined scene of blood splattering and heads falling to the ground did not happen.

The guillotine fell, but not completely.

A long sword blocked the falling guillotine.

The blade of the sword was pressed against the guillotine, and the hilt was pressed against the guillotine. Jarvan IV's head was safe in the middle.

"Huh?!" Silas looked at the long sword in surprise, unable to react for a moment.

Until a young man with a smile suddenly appeared in front of him - definitely teleporting.

"Sorry, Silas." The young man put one finger against the guillotine, and then lifted it up seemingly casually.

clang--!

The entire guillotine flew upwards, then smashed the top shelf and fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

That guillotine...

But it weighs a full fifty or sixty kilograms...

Shake it away with one finger...?

Is this still human...? !

"You can't kill this person just yet." Chen Ce chuckled, and the long sword was already in his hand at some point.

A dense sword light flashed, and the guillotine and chains that trapped Jarvan IV broke instantly.

Even Galen, who was lying aside "waiting" to be executed, also regained his freedom.

"You guy...! The king's lackey!" Silas shouted angrily, and immediately waved out the magic stone chains in his hands. "Kill him for me!"

The magicians swarmed forward, and the Forbidden Demon Stone Chain was in front of them, but Chen Ce just waved his sword casually.

clang--!

The magic stone chain was cut directly.

The sharp blade can cut off Silas' head at the same time along its original trajectory.

But Chen Ce stopped his sword in time.

Silas was in shock, but a joking voice rang in his ears:

"Well done, keep up the good work... I will take one of you away first, and the rest will be up to you."

Looking back, the weird and powerful young man had already appeared in the audience with Jarvan IV.

Instead, it was Galen who slowly stood up.

Chen Ce nodded to Galen and made another strange gesture.

The latter seemed to understand.

"Cunning villain..."

Galen watched Chen Ce and Jarvan IV leave, his tall body blocking Silas.

Silas wanted to chase him, but Chen Ce's speed was too fast, so he had to curse silently before solving the trouble in front of him - the weakling that he had solved in a few seconds.

What he said about the swordsman captain of the Fearless Pioneers... is really ridiculous.

"Since you are eager to die before the bereaved dog named Jiawen... then I will satisfy you."

Silas snorted disdainfully and kicked the sword at his feet.

That is Galen's magic stone sword.

"Come on, let me knock you down again! You loyal fool!"

"You won't be so lucky this time..." Galen took a deep breath and picked up the sword on the ground.

Silas then led the charge.

He was ready to absorb the magic power contained in that great sword again.

He was determined to win, and he didn't take the big man in front of him seriously.

Until he found out that the other party was...

laugh?

"Go to hell! For Demacia!"

Galen held the great sword in his right hand, but did not swing it; he put his left hand into his close pocket and took out a strange object from it.

next moment……

boom--!

A huge gunshot rang out, and Silas was knocked off the high platform before he could figure out the situation.

If he hadn't sensed the danger in time and used the remaining half of the forbidden magic stone chain to protect his chest, the blow just now might have directly killed him.

But now this situation...even if it didn't kill him directly, it would kill half of him.

That weird weapon was so powerful that just one blow made him vomit blood and become weak.

"Times have changed, cunning villain."

Galen stepped on the broken guillotine and blew away the smoke from the gun. He looked so high-spirited.

"Come on to my new martial arts skills!"

Bang bang bang!

Several more terrifying energy bullets were fired, and Silas dodged it in a panic, and even rolled on the ground to barely escape.

Galen's marksmanship is still a bit poor.

But it's okay.

because……

"Fearless Pioneer Group, impact——!"

The Generalissimo's shout sounded not far away, and the sound of the cavalry charging instantly drowned out the noisy shouts of the magicians.

Reinforcements...are here!

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

Chen Ce, who had escaped from the chaos, stood on the top of the tower and looked down. The extremely chaotic scene made him couldn't help but applaud.

Jarvan IV on the side was very puzzled.

"Chen Ce...what are you doing..." He pulled on his weak body and asked, "Why...don't you go help..."

"Why should I go?" Chen Ce asked with a smile.

"This is...your...responsibility..."

"Wrong, I am no longer a demon searcher."

"Then...this is also...your...country..."

"Wrong, never."

"What...?" Jarvan IV looked surprised.

It goes very well with his frail state.

Chen Ce smiled slightly and spoke bluntly to the future "king":

"Who told you that Demacia is my country?"