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Chapter 263

Since then, the minister's memory has begun to be confused and shattered. He devoted his duties to find the ideal candidate for the Holy Emperor, but the Holy Emperor always chose to give up because of some flaws.

The Holy Emperor was depressed and gradually ignored the government. The military commanders only followed the command of the Holy Emperor, and the ministers in the palace were in a hurry and had no choice.

To be honest, it is never perfect for man-rule. If the Holy Emperor had not been brainwashed by justice, his Lion Empire might have been forever.

Unfortunately, the Holy Emperor got into a dead end, and there was nothing but justice in his mind. He even forgot the meaning of the empire and himself.

Time passed quietly, and the empire was undercurrents. I don’t know how many people planned to wait for the Holy Emperor to rise up and regain their freedom when the Holy Emperor died.

Until one day, the Holy Emperor went to the library of the Royal Garden to look for inspiration, and under the introduction of a Karu slave scholar, he discovered the sublimation trial of the ancient Azmori people.

The Holy Emperor felt that this was the guide of fate, and he finally found the testing mechanism he longed for the most.

The Lion Empire is no longer as luxurious as before. The construction of a maze has caused people's riots several times, but was quietly suppressed by the ministers.

"Is the Holy Emperor crazy? Is this maze full of chainsaws, swords, stings and traps to test the crown prince. Have he ever thought how many people would die in the maze?"

"The Holy Emperor is already confused. Let's just impeach him and let him spend his old age. Choosing a young man is better than him. Ignoring the government and the public's grievances, what exactly does he want to do?"

"The magic of the national treasury is no longer enough to support the barriers of the city. If the magic power is lost, the plants will die. The desert sandstorms and land desertification will make a comeback. If this continues, we will be forced to move the capital. Even if the desert oasis is maintained, resources are required. Why do we have to spend so many resources to build a murder maze?"

The ministers had to grit their teeth and face the doubts: "The Holy Emperor has his own plans and reasons. He plans to treat everyone equally and select the best crown prince among the royal family. Those who support him can generously donate resources. If you are not interested, don't participate in the throne selection. What do you think?"

With the desperate efforts of the ministers, the maze plan finally did not collapse and ended. Until the day the maze was completed, the people did not understand the Holy Emperor's ideological situation.

Because of the emergence of the emperor's maze, the national fortune of the Lion Empire was somewhat revived. Those who originally planned to rebel found a way to ascend the throne openly and flocked into Saenhein to challenge the legendary emperor's maze.

However, the reality is that most of the people who challenge the maze died of life, and a few who escaped by teleportation spells also became lifelong disabilities.

Resentment fermented in doubt, hatred brewed in blood debt. People counted the tragedy of the victims on the head of the Holy Emperor and forced the Holy Emperor to participate in the maze trial himself.

The Holy Emperor did not notice it, but regretted that he had never passed, so he led the way to release it for everyone.

Later, the Holy Emperor successfully passed the maze and used his own abilities to verify the passability of the maze, and finally became an epic legend in people's mouth.

During this period, the Lion Empire was temporarily stable because many planners died in the maze, and the rebellion plans of various blood clans were delayed.

The Holy Emperor is still old. Without the holy sword and scabbard, he no longer has the courage to win a hundred battles, nor does he have the immortal divine power to heal quickly, and even resist the erosion of time.

The imperial selection continued in screaming and fear, and the victim's bodies were so full of the maze that it was necessary to throw wild beasts into cleaning the maze.

The Holy Emperor's thought of justice became increasingly ill. He stubbornly hid his treasures and property deep in the maze, and did not distribute them at all to his descendants.

Until the miracle appeared, the initial challenger completed the trial maze, and the emperor's throne finally fell into the hands of the merchant clan of Planders.

On the night of Thousand Satins, the most beautiful cities of the Lion Empire were burned into the sea of ​​fire. History and magical arts, gods and legends turned into ashes in the whistling flames.

The elderly Holy Emperor was thrown into a maze and waited for death. His loyal old ministers followed him and witnessed the Holy Emperor's eyes gouging: It was him who caused all this tragedy, and he passed on the throne to a worthless person.

But the Holy Emperor's thought of justice was already terminally ill, and his mind was still just when he died. He used the resources stored in the maze to build a statue of the goddess, calling for the arrival of the goddess of justice. Under such a desperate call, the Holy Emperor finally got his confused ending of justice - the goddess of justice came upon him, and she completely transformed the maze and turned it into a constantly changing and twisted trial court, and he would lose the power of reincarnation and be trapped in the maze forever and wait for his true heirs.

A challenger broke through the trap and removed him from his body to vent his hatred. The wreckage of the Holy Emperor cried with joy: "Long live the Lion Empire!"

A challenger rushed into the maze and stabbed the sharp blade into his heart. The Holy Emperor shouted happily at the end of the maze: "I die for the empire!"

A challenger fell into a trap, the Holy Emperor's grandson, but the Holy Emperor waved a huge hammer and smashed him to his brain: "What a pity, you're not strong enough."

A challenger puts a maze and fights the Holy Emperor who turns into a mechanic puppet until he falls apart. The Holy Emperor is still trapped in his twisted justice and cannot extricate himself.

The Goddess of Justice will take over the Holy Emperor's soul at the moment of the Holy Emperor's death, so he will never be free from himself and lead to the underworld. Every time the maze is reset, he will recover again.

The next picture is almost the transformation and mutation of the Holy Emperor's corpse. Although these ministers became insects, their loyalty was used by the goddess, so that they could only stay in the desert plum forest forever and transport nutrients for the Holy Emperor's memory tree.

These loyal ministers eventually lost their human nature, but they habitually retained their animal instincts and maintained a special symbiosis with the desert plum forests.

"Oh, so what kind of justice is this? When the empire collapses, the emperor will inevitably collapse and run away automatically. To create such a maze. Except for the sublimation hall and treasure, what is the difference between the other maze structure and artificial hell?"

Although Chen Yaogang has seen various versions of G animation, he still saw the Holy Emperor's hero in his twilight years when traveling to another world. He was also a little sad.

The picture is distorted and thin, and then gradually dissipates. The dosage of drinking plum juice is similar, and its effectiveness lasts are similar.

Everyone suddenly woke up in a dream and found that they were still in the prison of the maze.

Langdon shook his head and snatched his eyes: "My God, this old man's concept of justice really makes me have nothing to say. He is no different from a madman."

Komaco's words were more tactful: "The original intention of the Holy Emperor was good, but he was too obsessed with perfect perfection, which led to the rebellion of everything and eventually the last days were lost."

Kerr just shook his head: "The king of our barbarian tribe is no worse than yours."

Yatira breathed a long sigh: "The world of the God-generation is really prosperous. If that dynasty had not perished, it would be hard to imagine what the Lion Empire would look like today. The Holy Emperor sought a holy sword and developed the tiny territory of the barren sand into the Lion Empire. Unfortunately, he eventually became a crazy tyrant, and a generation of dynasties were always destroyed by tyranny."

Iggs also breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that that is my ancestor. He should have become a mechanic puppet, sleeping deep in the maze waiting for the challenger to wake up. But to be honest, if he was crazy like that, I wouldn't be sure to convince him... Crazy justice, huh, I feel that the word justice has already made me feel a little nauseous."

Chen Yaogang pointed at Eggs: "So we agreed in advance. Leave the battle to us. It depends on your negotiation ability to convince the Holy Emperor to help."
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