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The 159th chapter "Hidden" (Part 1)
As for the process of the Magician's Guild joining forces to challenge the black mage, there's not much that can be said about it. After all, although the black mage's strength isn't bad, it's still far from the level of the fake Gandorf.
What's more, although his death energy is strong, his ability to summon undead creatures was something he fell victim to Du Wei's plot during his battle with Du Wei. His most powerful bone dragon was killed, and the black Knight and skeleton soldiers also suffered heavy losses.
In fact, he's also very unlucky. Originally, the difference between a necromancer and a necromancer is only one word. As a magician, he naturally knows the first iron law of the magic union. However, his undead aura is hidden very well. Although he uses black magic, but as long as he doesn't expose too much of his strength, others will only think that he's a legal necromancer and won't be able to recognize his true identity. It's just that Prince Son colluded with the Temple of Light and used the Divine Mirror to expose him in front of everyone.
Raphael, the eighth level white robed mage, one of Gandalf's disciples, displayed his strength. Coupled with the besiegement of a group of intermediate mages, this evil black mage was able to cast a powerful spell like "Devour the Darkness". However, under the combined attacks of water, fire, wind, earth, and other elements, it didn't take long for the black mage's barrier to break apart. Not only that, Raphael also took out his own crystal ball and used the pure water element to fight against the black mage's undead energy. In the end, both sides suffered a certain amount of damage and the black mage had no choice but to turn into ashes under the bombardment of the surrounding intermediate mages.
His white bone wand also exploded in a ball of demonic light. Before his death, the white bone wand exploded into a cloud of white mist. Some of the nearby mages who didn't notice the white mist accidentally came into contact with it and immediately had their blood essence sucked dry.
After dragging down two unlucky fellows with him, the evil dark mage was finally done for as he screamed unwillingly.
After the explosion of multicolored magic radiances, the death qi that the necromancer had painstakingly cultivated, which had absorbed the life elements of countless living beings, suddenly scattered in all directions. Losing its master's concentration, the death energy drifted throughout the square. Anyone who was shrouded by this death energy couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spine. It was as if they could hear the miserable screams of the undead from the depths of their souls. Their tongues felt sour as if they could feel the breath of death … …
Fortunately, the Aura of Death itself only brought fear and the smell of death, but it didn't really bring much harm to people. After drifting with the wind, most of the Aura of Death floated into the air, but under the flash of the huge magic array of the Imperial Capital, it was all sucked into the magic array of the Imperial Capital in the sky and finally disappeared without a trace.
Throughout the entire process, Prince Son only casually threw out two low-level wind blades to show that he didn't violate his oath. Seeing that the outcome was already decided, he decided to return to his room.
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After the Crown Prince vomited blood, he could only watch helplessly as the number one mage under his command was killed. Then he saw his own brother safely returning to the palace walls. His face turned even paler than before. Behind him, Earl Raymond's face was even more gloomy. Today's situation has changed again and again. That Prince Son is full of tricks, it seems … …
Since the mid-level mages who had sided with the crown prince had joined forces to kill the crown prince's men, they naturally would not return to the crown prince's side. Those mages looked at each other, and one of them received the silent approval of the crowd. He followed Mage Raphael and silently stood on the other side of the square.
Not only was the Crown Prince vomiting blood due to anger, even the nobles who spent a lot of money to recruit these mages were so angry that their hearts were dripping blood. They had spent a lot of money on these mages, but now that things have come to a head, these bastards actually turned against them … … For a moment, the countless vicious curses in the hearts of the nobles need not be said in detail.
Fortunately, the Holy Order of the Shrines that were eyeing them covetously only lined up on one side of the square. Facing off against General Jean Claude, they were no longer in a hurry to rush into the square. Two members of the Holy Order of the Holy Order had already retreated behind the protection of the Knight Regiment. As if waiting for something, these people from the Shrines just stood there in the square. They didn't fight, nor did they leave.
"Your Highness." Although Earl Raymond was already dissatisfied with the Crown Prince, he knew that they were all in the same boat. Suppressing his dissatisfaction, he suggested: "Right now in the square, our advantage has already been weakened. General Jean Claude's city guards still have a lot of people in the capital. Send them over and concentrate on attacking the palace first!"
The Crown Prince sighed: "Pass the order!"
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The ten thousand security guards of the capital had already been dispatched to the east side of the city near the Magician's Guild. Since the headquarters of the security department had already been occupied by the rebels, the head of the security department, Commander Sark, issued one order after another to the security guards. He only ordered them to stay where they were and not move a single step. In order to supervise the ten thousand security guards in the east side of the city, before the coup, General Jean Claude had already assigned three thousand elite city guards to keep a close watch.
Jean Claude's rebel army, the second division of the city guards, had a total of twenty thousand soldiers. At the moment, three thousand were assigned to the defense of the city. (After all, the capital is too big, so three thousand people can't be reduced anymore. Although there's a magic array, so there's no need to worry about soldiers rushing in, but there's still a need to prevent people from rushing out.) In order to prevent chaos during the coup, three thousand people were scattered around the city, and ten thousand people were gathered in the square.
The three thousand security guards that were assigned to supervise the security department were the most important. After all, ten thousand security guards is not a small number. Fortunately, General Raymond helped the Crown Prince to plan ahead and take control of the security department's Commander Sark. Because of this, the ten thousand security guards could only bide their time.
At this moment, in the east side of the city, there was a battle going on in the square. Naturally, the security guards weren't fools, so they could guess that something big was going on in the square. It's just that their immediate superior, Commander Sark, ordered them not to move. Furthermore, there were three thousand fully armed city guards watching them.
Whether it's the quality of personnel or equipment, the security guards were a level lower than the city guards. After all, they were only similar to the "police" in Du Wei's previous world. They couldn't be compared to a regular army. But after all, ten thousand people can't be underestimated. At this moment, under the command of their commanding officer, they have gathered around a fountain square in the east of the city, a little further away from the headquarters of the magic union. Ten thousand people have lined up and are nervously confronting the city guards.
Although the Crown Prince originally planned to kidnap General Sark and have him order the security guards to disarm and surrender to the city guards. But at that time, Earl Raymond firmly opposed this idea. After all, it's a very special time. If the ten thousand people disarm and if they don't listen, then it'll cause a lot of trouble. The best way is to be safe. As long as they don't make a move during the coup and don't cause trouble for the Crown Prince, everything will be fine once the coup is over.
Facts have proven that Earl Raymond's approach was correct. This was because the guards of the Public Security Bureau weren't fools. When they saw the surrounding city guards, as well as the faint battle cries coming from the central square of the Imperial Palace, as well as the sounds of magical collisions and explosions, those smart officers had already guessed what had happened. At this time, Commander Sark's order to not make a move is something they can still obey. But if Sack orders them to disarm and surrender to the city guards, then these officers will have no choice but to disobey!
Coup! This is a coup! In this kind of situation, who knows if the other side will suddenly raise their butcher's knife and kill them after they disarm and surrender? Not making a move is fine, but to disarm and give their lives to the other side …. That's impossible!
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Once Earl Raymond received the Crown Prince's approval, he immediately sent someone to gather the rebel troops in all parts of the city. Given the current situation, they had to temporarily give up on controlling the chaos in the imperial capital ….. If there's chaos, then let it be! As long as there are people on the city walls, they can defend the walls and the city can be chaotic! Right now, they have to gather their forces and attack the imperial palace in one go!
The person who gave the order went down and quickly ran around the city. Small teams gathered the city guards who were scattered around the Imperial Capital to suppress the situation. Like a rolling snowball, the number grew bigger and bigger. Finally, about two thousand people were gathered and rushed towards the central square of the Imperial Capital.
"Chaos …. Chaos …."
Letting out a long sigh, General Sark closed the window. At this moment, the highest ranking officer of the imperial capital's security department has a dejected look on his face. After the security department was taken over by the other side, he was "invited" by the rebel troops to a room upstairs in the office. However, the other party found a pair of shackles that were usually worn by prisoners in the prison cell of the police department and put it on the hands of the police department commander.
The celebration ceremony in the central square turned into a bloody coup d 'état, causing the citizens to scatter and flee. All kinds of horrible news spread everywhere, causing the imperial capital to be in complete chaos. Of course, there are also a lot of hooligans who took advantage of the chaos to rob the citizens. The streets were in a mess, and all the houses were closed. But there were still a lot of rioters who took advantage of the chaos to rob the citizens.
Listening to the sounds of chaos coming from the streets, General Sark's heart felt like it was dripping blood. He was originally the highest ranking officer in charge of the city's security, so hearing the chaos outside, how could he not feel pain in his heart?
The security department has already been occupied by thousands of rebel troops. All the soldiers of the security department are outside, and the dozens of guards left inside have already been disarmed. The rest of the civilian staff have already been locked up in several large rooms. Fortunately, General Sark has the highest rank, so the rebel troops gave him preferential treatment and locked him up in a room upstairs.
The leader of the rebel troops, the cold-faced warrior, is currently sitting in a chair opposite to General Sark, casually playing with a shiny short sword in his hand. At the door, there are two fully armed rebel soldiers guarding the door.
"Commander, you should sit down." The leader of the rebel army has a pair of cold eyes, looking at the worried expression on General Sark's face.
Although Commander Sack is a noble, and even a Baron at that, but at this moment, his sharpness has already been wiped clean. Letting out a sigh, he whispered: "I can only sit here, otherwise, what else can I do? Humph! "
The leader of the rebel army showed a faint smile: "General Sark, I remember that your title is a Baron, and it was bestowed by His Majesty himself. Isn't that right? At this moment in the square, His Highness the Crown Prince should have succeeded in forcing the emperor to abdicate. Don't tell me you feel sad about this? "
Sark's complexion suddenly changed, a trace of shame appearing on his face. Unable to help but become angry, he loudly shouted: "Are you trying to humiliate me by saying this? Yes, I'm deeply ashamed right now! I was entrusted by His Majesty to be in charge of the security department! Now that His Majesty is being forced to abdicate, I can only sit here under your coercion, unable to help His Majesty kill the enemy! I … I … I'm ashamed to face His Majesty! I'm ashamed to face my own conscience! I'm a sinner, but you don't have to use such words to provoke me!! "
The leader of the rebel army looked at General Sark for a while, then his eyes suddenly changed and his tone actually became gentler: "Actually, you don't have to be like this. Most people in this world are afraid of death. This isn't something to be ashamed of, it's just human nature. You were forced under my blade, so it can't be considered your fault. What's more, you have a wife and children, so even if you don't think for yourself, you still have to think for your family. I can understand you on this point. "
General Sark stared blankly at the leader of the rebel army in front of him with some surprise. In his heart, he couldn't guess why this guy would suddenly speak up for him.
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