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Chapter 291 Duke Ian

Butchaka looked up at Garza on the wall and said slowly: "His Highness Garza, we come to guard the palace at the order of His Highness. There is no intention of rebellion! Please let us go in and see His Highness."
Garza shouted sternly: "Stop, you rebels, you dare to siege the Imperial friendly forces. Obviously, they are all traitors who assassinate His Majesty the Emperor. Why don't you quickly throw down your weapons, kneel down and surrender, and wait for the despair!"
A cold light flashed in Ciceron's eyes and he made a gesture quietly.
A sharpshooter in the Second Imperial Guard Corps, a general with the cultivation of the Sky Knight, received a bow and arrow, activated the fighting spirit, and shot an arrow at Garsa.
An arrow shrouded in red Dou Qi's light shot directly at Garza like a meteor, locking his heart.
A long sword containing lightning light hit the arrow, directly shattering the arrow.
"Damn it, you all deserve to die!!"
Garsa's face changed drastically, and a cold murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She took out a divine seal with a diameter of about ten centimeters and engraved with countless mysterious runes.
That divine seal is a treasure given to the Morrisen family by the gods to control the Victory Palace. Only the bloodline of the Morrisen family can be used and cannot be taken out of the Victory Palace.
As soon as the divine seal appeared, extremely dazzling light spread out from the divine seal and enveloped the Victory Palace.
The entire Victory Palace suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, as if a peerless ferocious beast slowly woke up. A terrifying pressure that surpassed mortals suddenly enveloped the Victory Palace within ten miles of the radius. Everyone was under this pressure and felt a little breathless.
"This is the terrifying pressure that surpasses the starry sky warlock. The power contained in this Victory Palace is indeed above the Moon Hua Warlock, and it involves the realm of gods."
Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. Under this terrifying pressure, the energy of heaven and earth in this area had been completely locked and fell into the control of the Victory Palace.
When the energy of heaven and earth was locked, the only spells that Yang Feng could use were his three bloodline talented spells, and the rest of them could not be cast.
The so-called spell is that the caster uses his own spiritual power as a bridge to communicate various elements in the vitality of heaven and earth, forming various extraordinary powers formed by the power of heaven and earth.
If the heaven and earth are locked, or the heaven and earth are thin, it is definitely a nightmare for the caster. If the heaven and earth are locked, many powerful spells cannot be cast. If the heaven and earth are thin, the power of the spell cast will be reduced a lot.
The so-called forbidden demon realm is that the essence of heaven and earth is driven or locked by powerful forces, so that the caster cannot use the power of heaven and earth's vitality, so that he cannot cast various magic. In the forbidden demon realm, a legendary magician may not be as powerful as a high-level warrior.
Under the terrifying pressure, countless light spots surged out of the Victory Palace and condensed in the air, forming a powerful existence with a body of up to ten meters long and shining with golden light, and a appearance exactly the same as that of Morris I.
When Butchaka saw the existence that was exactly the same as the statue of Morris I, he was filled with shock. He knelt on the ground and begged loudly: "Your Highness, please calm down, we have surrendered!! We have surrendered!"
A fierce light flashed in Garza's eyes, and a cruel smile appeared: "It's too late now, I've given you a chance. Since you don't want to surrender to me, then you'll all die!"
Morris I above the Victory Palace looked down at the two major guards below like a god, and waved the lightswords in his hand.
In an instant, almost endless rain of lightswords shot out from the long sword of Morris I, and shot densely like raindrops at the soldiers of the two major guards.
Blood rain splashed everywhere. Amid the extremely shrill screams, a soldier from the Imperial Guards was penetrated by the light rain, and then turned into mummies, and all his life and soul were absorbed by the lightsaber.
Sisellon roared angrily, and a star knight-level fighting spirit burst out. He waved his sword and shattered the lightswords directly.
The Star Knight-level powerhouses in the two major guards also activated their fighting spirit to resist the bombardment of the lightsaber.
The soldiers of the Imperial Guards below the Star Knight level turned into ashes in the lightsaber, and all the soul and life were swallowed by the rain of light.
In less than thirty seconds, the more than 30,000 warriors of the Imperial Guards were wiped out in the rain of lightswords released by Morris I, and all their lives and souls were swallowed up.
After killing all the fish, Morris I looked cold and looked at Ciceron.
Sisellon suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a terrifying force burst out in his body instantly, blowing him into countless pieces.
Yang Feng's heart sternly, looking at the god-like world in the sky, he thought silently: "What a terrible existence!!"
Seeing this scene, the Royal Guard soldiers were both afraid and glorious. What was scared was that the 40,000 elite warriors of the two Guards were killed by Garza. Fortunately, they finally stood on the side of the victor and escaped the disaster of the great purge.
Every time Morris I looked at the Star Knight-level powerhouses of the two major guards, the Star Knight-level powerhouse's body exploded into countless pieces.
In less than five minutes, there was no living person in the two guards. The magicians who were affiliated with the two guards were more fragile than ordinary warriors, and were killed instantly by the Rain of Lightsword in one encounter.
"Hahaha, this is the fate of the rebels!"
Garza burst into laughter and activated the divine seal in his hand. The phantom of Morris I in the sky collapsed, turning into light spots and disappearing into the Victory Palace.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Garza seemed to take a casual look at Yang Feng, and saw Yang Feng bow slightly to him, full of respect.
All the soldiers of the Royal Guard stared at Garza, respectful and fearful. They all knew that the man in front of him was about to ascend the throne to the emperor of the Morrisen Empire, and no one could stop him.
Yang Feng looked at the tens of thousands of mummies in front of the Glory Gate and sighed slowly in his heart: "Only in the world of gods can a dynasty be passed down for more than 100,000 years. How can mortals overthrow this dynasty with such terrifying power?"
The Morrisen Empire exuded a scent of decay, depravity, debauchery, and despicable from top to bottom, but it has been passed down for more than 100,000 years, and it is completely supported by gods. Otherwise, such an empire would have been overthrown long ago.
The 20,000 Imperial Guards were destroyed by Garza's attack and soon reached the ears of the major forces in the Sacred Capital Blue City. All the forces in the Sacred Capital Blue City understood that the situation was completely under Garza's control.
The Fourth Imperial Guard Corps immediately declared allegiance to Garza and purged the people of the eldest prince Andre within the legion.
The four major cities in the outer city also swore all their allegiance to Garza.
The Imperial Security Office also announced allegiance to Garza and began to arrest and assassinate the 2,867th rebels of Morrisen.
Those so-called assassination of Morrisen's 2867th generation were naturally those who supported the eldest prince Andre, and many of them were important officials of the court.
Three days later, Garza couldn't wait to hold a throne ceremony and directly declared his ascension. At the throne ceremony, all the people of the eldest prince Andre were arrested and imprisoned. Porta and the three other princes were placed under house arrest by Garza. No one opposed the entire throne ceremony. Garza successfully ascended the throne and became Morrisen 2868.
Inside the Royal Palace Hall.
Garsa was wearing an imperial robe and sat on the throne with majesty, looking high above at the important officials of the court below, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.
In that court, many important officials were of high power, and even princes like Garza were a little short of those with high power when they saw those high power. Now, as long as Garza had an order, those important officials with high power would be deprived of all rights and would be dragged into the cell like a dead dog, spending the second half of their lives.
Wherever Garza's eyes reached, the important officials in the court lowered their heads slightly and did not dare to look at him.
Garsa's eyes finally fell on Yang Feng who was standing respectfully aside and said lightly: "Ian!"
Yang Feng came out and said respectfully: "I am here!"
Garza stared at Yang Feng for a long time, and smiled and said, "I have promised you that as long as you support me ascend the throne, I will give you the Duke and also assign the Province of Funes to you as your fief. From today on, you will be the Duke of the Empire, and the Province of Funes and the Red Soil Wasteland will be your fiefdom, which will be hereditary!"
Envy, jealous eyes came from the side.
The hereditary Duke of the Imperial Empire was already the pinnacle that ordinary nobles could reach in the Morrisen Empire system.
In the Morrisen Empire, even ordinary dukes are already in power. The real-time imperial duke who has hereditary and huge fiefs is definitely the great noble among the great nobles.
A hundred years ago, the legendary hero Shara Manda, who practiced both magic and martial arts, struggled all his life and became a great nobleman. His great nobleman is also far inferior to Yang Feng's value.
It was a province's territory as a fief, and such a huge territory could be comparable to a small principality with many Fisso planes. The only disadvantage is that the population of the Funes province is slightly smaller.
Chapter completed!
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