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Chapter 1142

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"Seven layers of hell, Tony, how did you become the Emperor of Nilfgaardian?" Brandon shouted.

He had been a Demon Hunter for the past decade or so and knew very little about the details of Pavetta's death. However, he recognized the imperial robe with a red face on a black background and the flaming crown.

"F * ck, I knew you weren't a good person, but I didn't expect the truth to be so cruel." The dwarf cursed.

Emhyr waved his hand expressionlessly, and dense footsteps came from the passage behind him. In a few breaths, more than 50 Sacred Swordsmen led 200 archers to surround the hall.

In addition, there were 15 Great Warlocks with strength no lower than Demigods standing behind the Emperor, and they began to cast a magic barrier that covered the entire hall.

Just outside the castle, there was an even stronger magic reaction.

Obviously, the Emperor intended to kill everyone in one fell swoop.

Melisandre's face was pale, and she said in a low voice, "I didn't predict this situation. Is it the interference of the astrologers, or the influence of different laws in different worlds …"

"Tony, what are you trying to do?" Geralt said loudly.

"Except for Ciri, all of you have to die. Especially you, Geralt, you know too many of my secrets. From the moment you came to Metchet to investigate my identity, you were destined to end up like this. "

Emhyr's tone and expression were very calm, as if this decision would not cause him any trouble.

"Do you want to die? You even want to kill me and Brandon? It seems that my sister is still too low-key.

The stars have converged for more than a decade, but no one knows about her deeds of slaughtering gods like chickens and chasing Demon Gods beyond the universe. "

The dwarf sneered, wishing that he could bring Tony to his face and tell him the terrifying story of Dragon Queen seeking revenge for the smallest grievance for three days and three nights.

"I'm about to seize her Flame of Creation, why should I care about offending her?" Emhyr's face was expressionless.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" The dwarf was a little scared.

"I believe that fate won't let me die easily, because I'm the one who saved the world in the ancient prophecy.

Of course, if death really comes unexpectedly, I can accept it calmly. "The Emperor was very calm and unperturbed.

"F * ck, he seems to be serious. I hate lunatics who aren't afraid of death the most, "the dwarf said to Geralt.

"If it's possible, I also hope not to become enemies with Danny Rize." The Great Emperor, who loved to dance on his enemies' graves, pointed at the old warlock in a blue starry robe beside him and said, "This is Master Shascius. He's my court warlock and also the Empire's chief astrologer.

He was the one who suggested that I go to Cintra to find a way to break the curse.

As it turned out, his prophetic abilities were trustworthy.

I believe that I can trust him one more time. I believe that he can help me cover up what happened in Stega Fortress. "

"Your Majesty, we only need a big explosion that can pierce through time and space, Booom." The old warlock spoke vaguely, but he was obviously excited. He opened his arms wildly and imitated the sound of a big explosion. "Blow up this mountain into a big lake and connect it with the stone lake on the side. I guarantee that no one can detect what happens here through prophecy.

Then we announced to the world that the explosion was caused by Vilgefortz's crazy experiments. Even the King of Gods from another world won't have much doubt. "

"Seeing your self-satisfied clown face, I really want to laugh. But now … Tony, seeing that I saved your life, let's talk in private." Geralt sighed.

"You saved me, but I've repaid you with the Law of Surprise." Emhyr said lightly.

"I want to save you again." The demon hunter said.

"No need. No matter what you say, you won't change my mind." The Great Emperor's face was as cold as steel.

"Tony, you're a beast! Pavetta loved the wrong person. She should have chosen me. "Bran shouted.

The Great Emperor's face slowly turned gloomy. "Take them down."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The Blademaster and the warlock attacked at the same time. With their delicate coordination, they took down the exhausted and injured demon hunters in just a few moves.

The dwarves turned into a swarm of dragon worms and escaped through the cracks in the ground. Well, the other half of the dragon worms were destroyed by the warlock's spell.

Aunt May's performance was the most outstanding.

The moment Emhyr appeared, she left behind the Shadow Doppelganger with the ruby as the magic source and disappeared from the lab.

The Blademaster swung his sword, leaving behind two pieces of ruby.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. The entire Stega Castle is surrounded by a barrier. Even teleportation can't be used. They can escape this room, but they can't leave the castle.

Anyway, we're going to trigger the explosion here. It doesn't matter if we can find them or not. Even time and space will be blown apart. Even the gods won't survive. "The warlock comforted the Emperor.

The Great Emperor was also a Blademaster. He nodded and suddenly pulled out his sword. Two meters away, the Blademaster had pinned Brandon to the ground and slashed him in the crotch.

It almost cut his hip bone in half.

"Owww —" Bran screamed in pain. Blood poured out.

"Tony, you're too evil. I really regret that I should have let him kill you back then. "Geralt's eyes were spitting fire.

Emhyr's face was expressionless. But when he saw the fear and hatred in Ciri's eyes, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

This was his daughter!

Although he didn't show any love for Pavetta, the scene of Ciri throwing herself into his arms and calling him daddy when she was young really touched him.

Emhyr turned his head and waved his hand to signal the Blademaster, the warriors, and the warlocks to back away. Then he explained to Geralt, "I didn't kill Pavetta. At that time, Vilgefortz found me and told me that the time was ripe to restore the kingdom.

I planned to take Pavetta and Ciri back to Nilfgaard.

In order to fake my death, I deliberately chose to go out to sea during a storm. I also let Vilgefortz summon a storm to attack our ship. In fact, he was opening a portal to send us back to the mainland.

"Then why did Pavetta die?" Geralt asked.

He, Bran, and the other warriors were tied up. Ciri was also handcuffed with Dymo gold.

Well, Dymo gold was an anti-magic metal. It could suppress magic power.

The magic materials in the world of demon hunters were so plentiful that the Extraordinary in the World of Seven Gods went crazy.

With a powerful kick, Emhyr broke the Source Warlock's spine into a 'U' shape.

"This son of a bitch betrayed me!" He said resentfully. "On the surface, he submitted to me because of the ancient prophecy, but in fact, he wanted the Ancient Blood and the Fire of Creation.

Before arriving in Nilfgaard, I didn't intend to tell Pavetta my true identity and purpose of this trip. But Vilgefortz helped me on the surface, but secretly told Pavetta — "

At this point, the Emperor paused for a moment and glanced at Ciri from the corner of his eye.

A trace of pity was immediately replaced by coldness.

He said in a stiff tone, as if he was telling someone else's story, "It wasn't an accident that I went to Cintra.

When I was thirteen, Nilfgaard had a habit of usurping the throne. In order to make my father submit, they used all kinds of methods you can imagine and can't imagine to torment me.

My father still refused to submit to the usurpers. The warlocks turned me, who was traumatized, into a hedgehog-like monster.

My father had a heart made of steel and ice. Perhaps I inherited this.

Seeing that my father still refused to acknowledge his identity as Emperor, the usurpers tortured and killed him in front of my eyes. They laughed and threw me into the wilderness to be hunted down like a monster.

After many hardships, I was lucky enough to survive. While hiding, I met the astrologer Shaz Cius.

At the cost of my future great rewards, he helped me to divine once. In Cintra, I would meet someone who could lift the curse for me.

I wanted revenge. I wanted to take back the throne that was rightfully mine. Tony the Hedgehog would never be recognized by the nobles and people of Nilfgaard. I needed to lift the curse!

So, I went to Cintra.

In Cintra, I couldn't meet anyone. I could only hide in the wilderness until I met him — "

The Emperor pointed to the remains of Vilgefortz's body and said indifferently, "He had his eyes on the Calanthe family for a long time.

On a rainy night, he guided me to save the King of Cintra, who was in trouble, in exchange for the Law of Serendipity.

And one night, fourteen years later, he let me see Pavetta, who was supposed to be my child. "

He glanced at Ciri again and hardened his heart to tell the truth. "My heart was filled with the flames of revenge. There was no room for love.

Vilgefortz said that Pavetta was the one who could lift the curse for me.

I was the Crown Prince for thirteen years and received the best education. I honed myself in the wilderness for seventeen years. My swordsmanship was extraordinary. With sweet lies and some arrangements of fate, I succeeded in making Pavetta fall in love with me.

I admit that even when I hugged her, my heart was still as calm as a stone lake in winter.

But I swear to the gods that I was willing to treat her as my only wife for the rest of my life.

In fact, to this day, there has never been a woman more attractive to me than Pavetta … "

The Emperor frowned as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

He knew that he didn't love her and didn't care if she lived or died. But if he had to marry and choose a wife, he would choose Pavetta if it didn't involve other interests.

But this thought was difficult to describe in words.

"What Pavetta pursued in this marriage was different from what I pursued. When Vilgefortz told her the truth, she collapsed.

She quietly took Ciri off the boat and confronted me with a resolute attitude — whether I loved her or not, and how much of the sweet talk in the past was true.

She asked me that on the boat. "

"Pavetta had power close to that of a god, but she didn't have the state of mind to control it. She lost her mind and lost control of her magic. The storm was actually caused by the leakage of her magic. "

When he said this, there was a faint disdain and disdain in the Emperor's tone.

"You don't understand love. The deeper the love, the more despair she felt," Brandon murmured.

"Don't think that I don't know your background." The Emperor didn't hide his disdain. "You used drugs to bewitch your female swordsman classmate. You have no right to talk about love."

Bran's face was pale and his breath was weak. He forced himself to say, "I was crazy in love with her, but I couldn't ask for it.

It's my fault for having a bad reputation back then. It's only right that she didn't like me.

I was wrong. When I saw her flirting with another man, jealousy burned my brain. I only wanted to force her to be my queen and use the rest of my life to make it up to her … "

"Idiot! You deserve to lose the throne. "The Emperor didn't feel anything and only despised him more.

Geralt saw a faint holy light flickering under Bran's crotch and relaxed. He asked in confusion, "Since it was for the ancient blood, why did Vilgefortz want to kill Pavetta?"

"Kill? No, fake death. I told Pavetta the truth … Under normal circumstances, I don't like to lie.

Her magic was completely out of control. The storm, rain, lightning, and fire shattered the boat. She disappeared into the sea and I was teleported ashore by Vilgefortz.

He told me that Pavetta died in the sea. In fact, he used the same trick as me to help Pavetta escape by faking her death.

But Pavetta didn't want to fake her death. Just like with Ciri, he wanted to extract her ancient blood.

Helping me fake my death was also a pretense. His real goal was to take Pavetta away without attracting attention. It was for the ancient blood! "

"Sigh, I should have found Melisandre earlier," Geralt said with regret.

When Aunt May used Calanthe's blood to prophesy, it had been almost five years since the shipwreck. At that time, Pavetta must have been tortured to death by the Source Warlock.

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