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Chapter 1269

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To the west of the dynasty, there was a giant wall.

The giant wall was located in a remote mountainous area. It was far away from the capital. Even in the era of information sharing and trade between the giant wall, there was no railway track outside the giant wall. There was no beautiful tourist scenery. It was still overgrown with weeds, hills and swamps mixed in with the wilderness.

For the people in the giant wall, the giant wall was their world.

In the center of the world, the core of the giant wall was the King's city. The majestic and imposing buildings formed a forest. In the center of these buildings was the most magnificent and towering palace. In the back garden of the palace, the garden was full of fresh flowers. One of them was a piece of sand. Two three or four year old children were lying on the sand. They were piling up sand to build a bunker. They were having a great time playing with the sand.

Not far away from him stood a middle-aged man with an imposing appearance. He stood tall and straight with his hands clasped behind his back. He had a head of extremely pure blonde hair and was dressed in a black, form-fitting long suit that resembled a tuxedo. There were a few silver chain decorations embedded on it, making him look slightly noble.

He quietly looked forward, gazing at the end of the horizon.

The weather over the giant wall was clear. The sky was blue. However, at the end of the sky, there was a gray haze. It seemed that a rainstorm was sweeping.

He silently stared at the sky and gradually lost in thought. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Lord of the wall." A soft shout came from the back garden. It was a well-proportioned young man. His face was a little pale, and he looked a little panicked. He hurried to the middle-aged man's side and said, "Something has happened, something big has happened!"

The middle-aged man awoke from his empty thoughts and slowly turned around. His expression was calm and without any ripples. He said, "What is it?"

"Something big happened in the capital city!" The youth's voice trembled: "There is a large number of kings in the capital city. They took advantage of the emperor's tour to attack his majesty. I heard that the main participants seem to be his majesty's biological parents. Now the entire capital city is in chaos. It is said that dozens of miles have been razed to the ground. Countless people have died!"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled. He frowned and said to himself: "Finally, this day has come?"

The young man was surprised: "Sir Wall Lord, you already knew?"

The middle-aged man slightly shook his head and was about to say something. Suddenly, a hearty voice came from outside the garden: "Neuss, didn't you say that there is rose wine here? Where is it?"

As he spoke, a burly middle-aged man walked in. His head was shaved bald, and the top of his head was shiny. At this moment, there were a few hickeys left by his red lips, which were very eye-catching.

The blond middle-aged man was Neuss. He smiled bitterly: "Sergei, clean your head first."

Sergei touched his head and wiped a few lipstick marks on his hand. He didn't care: "It's just a woman's love. What's there to be unclean about? Take out your rose wine and share it."

Neuss gestured to the young man next to him to leave. Then he sat down in front of a tea table in the garden. The tea table here was black and white in European style. It was usually used by the ladies to have afternoon tea in the garden.

He casually poured a cup of tea on the table and said, "You're not in the mood to drink wine. Have some tea to calm yourself first."

Sergei was stunned: "Calm myself? What happened? Don't lie to me. "

"Someone tried to assassinate his majesty." Neuss' voice was flat but the words were shocking.

Sergei's eyes widened: "Assassinate his majesty? You, you're wrong, right? Assassinate which Majesty? "

"Our young master." Neuss lightly said: "Apart from him, who else is his majesty?"

Sergei was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed: "I thought it was a big deal. How can this be regarded as a big deal? Which idiot must be tired of living to actually try to assassinate him? Isn't this the same as trying to light a lantern in the toilet? "

Neuss rolled his eyes: "The people who assassinated him are his biological parents. They are the ones who are now acting as the state's minister and his sister. If I'm not mistaken, Barton and Macon are also involved. Aurora and his student Edward are also involved."

Sergei was stunned. After a while, he said: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Why are you talking nonsense? Why would his biological parents try to assassinate him? Barton and Macon were also drinking with them a few days ago. We are the first people to follow his majesty. It's impossible for us to betray him. Why would we participate in it? Furthermore, don't they know how powerful His Majesty is? With just these few people, His Majesty could probably kill them with one slap. "

Neuss shook his head: "My information is a bit late. You are the leader of the imperial army. You can access the intelligence network of the dynasty. You should be able to find out the whole story from there."

Sergei was startled for a moment. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and quickly entered a password into the watch on his wrist. After a moment, his face suddenly changed. He jumped up from his chair. His body slightly trembled. His head was covered with cold sweat. His face was full of disbelief.

"How is it?" Neuss frowned as he saw Sergei's reaction.

Sergei stood there for a long time before he slowly sat down: "You're right, the capital is in chaos. There was an assassination attempt and it was led by His Majesty's biological parents. Barton, Macon, Aurora, Edward, and several others were involved. There were hundreds of kings on the scene, but all of them are dead …"

Neuss' eyelids twitched. Although he had already predicted it, his heart still trembled when he heard that there were more than a hundred kings. But he soon calmed down. Although he was surprised, he guessed that it should be the case.

"Why? Why did they do this?" Sergei asked. He couldn't believe that Barton and Macon who had followed him would betray Dean. He didn't believe that Dean's biological parents were the ones who took the lead!

Neuss lowered his head and sighed: "In the past ten years, they have fought for the dynasty. Now they have their own families and found their own happiness. Their lives are more comfortable than what they had imagined. They naturally can't accept being deprived of such a life."

Sergei's body shook as he looked at Neuss: "What did you say?"

"You didn't participate probably because no one was able to find you. They know that you have many women around you but you are just playing with them. They can't use them to hold you hostage. Moreover you don't have any children so you don't have any weaknesses. So naturally you didn't participate." Neuss sighed.

Sergei was startled: "Are you saying that they were forced?"

"Since they have participated, there's no such thing as being forced. This is the path they have chosen. Unfortunately, they don't know how terrifying His Majesty's true strength is." Neuss shook his head with some regret.

Sergei couldn't help but shout: "Are their brains broken? Did a pig kick their brains? What good would it do for them to assassinate His Majesty? Isn't the glory and wealth they have now enough for them to enjoy? Isn't their status high enough? His Majesty had given them as much as he could! Their parents are in charge of the dynasty. They aren't emperors but they are better than emperors. Why would they take such a big risk to do such a thing? Why? "

Neuss sighed: "The human heart is boundless. Acting Emperors are still acting. You and I both know that His Majesty has the power of the Creator and can resurrect the dead. How could they not know this? Wouldn't they be worried that if they made a mistake, His Majesty would send them back to the furnace to be reborn?"

"So they are really alive when His Majesty is dead."

Sergei replied: "But His Majesty doesn't care about these things. His Majesty only cares about Miss Aisha. For His Majesty, power is just a tool for him to play with. He is tired of it."

Neuss smiled: "But sometimes people may not think that you don't want it. You say that you didn't hit him but the palm print is there. No one will believe you! Moreover, the mystery of becoming a god will fall into their hands if His Majesty is dead. Who doesn't want to live forever? Who doesn't want to live for ten thousand years? A hundred thousand years or even a million years? Even if the earth is destroyed we can still coexist with the universe. "

"But …" Sergei said: "Goddess Wa is still alive even if His Majesty is dead. She regards His Majesty as her own parent. How can she not avenge His Majesty? Do they want to kill a god? Just by relying on them? "

"That's why Goddess Wa wasn't present during the operation. As far as I know she left the earth half a month ago and went to outer space to play. I think she got an order to go to outer space to do something. That's why she hasn't returned yet." Neuss said in a low voice, "If the assassination is successful, when she comes back, they can take the place of His Majesty's corpse and weave a set of memories for His Majesty's corpse. They can then use His Majesty's corpse to control Goddess Wa.

"So, they deliberately lured Goddess Wa away?"

"Otherwise how would they have the guts to act?"

Sergei opened his mouth and finally let out a long sigh: "Stupid! Why do they have to think so much? Aren't good wine and women good enough to attract them? Why don't they know how to be content!"

Neuss looked at him then turned his head towards the two children playing in the sand: "Do you want to play with them?"

Sergei was stunned. He turned around and saw two children piling up sand to build a castle. He couldn't help but laugh: "I'm talking to you about something serious. Who has time to play with your children?"

The two children were naturally Neuss's.

He didn't get angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "You also know that this kind of thing is too childish, so you won't do it. This matter can't attract you, but it can attract them. Similarly, what you think is interesting now, perhaps in their eyes, is as childish and ridiculous as these two kids building a castle. How can they enjoy it like you do?"

Sergei was stunned.

"There are very few people in this world who have the same hobby. Everyone loves money. It's not because of the charm of money but because money can buy different things. Money is just a channel." Neuss slowly said: "Different experiences, personalities, preferences and pursuits. You can't understand them and they naturally can't understand you. So naturally, they can't understand His Majesty."

"Why?" Sergei was surprised.

"Because His Majesty is God and we are humans. How can humans understand God? People can only imagine God, guess at God, try to figure out God, but never truly understand God. " At this point, Neuss sighed: "However, we are social animals. We always need a leader. The leader is the only one, the supreme one. Only he can see the scenery at the top. When he gets the world, he is destined to lose it and separate from the group. He is like a sheep leading the way, a horse pulling a carriage. People can only see his back."

"Isn't ascending to the peak the same as walking into a dead end?"

Sergei's expression changed: "Do you mean that in His Majesty's eyes, all of our thoughts and pursuits are as boring as a pile of sand?"

"Perhaps."

"Is this the reason why we have fewer friends as we grow up?"

"When you are a grain of sand, you will form a desert. When you are a stone, you will form a mountain. When you are a bird, you will form a flock." Neuss paused: "But when you become a bird, you will no longer be accompanied by sand and stones. You won't appreciate them. They won't understand you. They won't understand that you were once a grain of sand or a stone. They will only think that you were born a bird because you don't have the same characteristics as them."

"If you don't meet a flock of birds, you will only be a lonely bird. If you don't meet other stones, you will only be a lonely rock in the desert."

Sergei was silent.

He wasn't stupid. He already understood.

He looked at the tea in the cup in front of him. The tea leaves were swirling as if it was his fate. He asked: "You seem to have known that all of this would happen?"

Neuss shook his head: "I just had a hunch. I didn't think that it would really happen. Even if the tiger is docile and protects the dog, the dog will be afraid and bark at it."

Sergei was silent for a moment, then he sighed and said, "You're right, but it's a pity. The world is at peace now, but the capital was destroyed. More than a hundred Monarchs died. What a huge force it was, but it self-destructed."

Neuss shook his head: "The sand castle can be rebuilt. The chessboard can be rearranged. Even if we don't start a new game, we can restore it. The only thing that worries about the chessboard is not the player but the pieces. The one that worries about the castle is not the child but the sand. His Majesty is the one that is playing chess. He is the child that builds the castle. "

Sergei was startled as he thought of Dean's ability. He understood Neuss' feelings. The castle might be precious for the two children who were playing in the sand. But if it was destroyed then they would cry or get angry. They could rebuild it.

After all, it wasn't the child's life!

But to them, this was their fate!

"Creation … Is this the ability of God? I feel that it is more like the ability of the devil. It is an ability that shouldn't exist in the world. Who would care about life if they have it … "Sergei muttered to himself.





Tomorrow was New Year's Eve at his in-laws' house. The day would pass early so he would have to stop writing for one day. The day after tomorrow he would come back and continue writing. If he couldn't finish writing then he would have to stop writing for two days. Then he would have to go back to his hometown for the wedding.

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