Chapter 1043
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The dagger came from the ground, formed by the melted bones and muscles of the Grand Duke.
It contained the remaining power of the Grand Duke's body and the power triggered by the blood magic circle.
The former was just a remnant, it wasn't fatal to Extremus.
But the latter?
For the past hundred years, Saint Cyanda imperial family had reinforced the magic circle every year and it had exceeded everyone's imagination.
It wasn't just powerful, it also contained all sorts of mystical abilities.
Even the King of Killers among the players couldn't dodge such a powerful strike.
Bang!
Extremus, whose heart had been pierced, let out an explosive sound from within his body, and his entire body exploded just like that.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere but Reinholt easily dodged the shockwave.
It was a given.
After all, he was the one who had done all of this.
From the very beginning, Extremus' strange undercover technique and speed raised alarms in Reinholt's heart. Therefore, Reinholt never planned to let Extremus enter the vault where the crown was kept alive.
Therefore, he suggested the plan that he just came up with: when the vault opened, both of them would ambush the native Burning Marquis and split the vault.
Extremus didn't doubt his plan at all.
With the contract as a binding factor, the King of Killers among the players wouldn't be worried at all.
It was the misconception that Reinholt gave Extremus.
The contract couldn't be violated.
It wasn't impossible to avoid, especially when 'he' became Reinholt, it was too easy for him to avoid some of the binding factors of the contract.
"Idiot."
Reinholt commented in his heart when he saw Extremus exploding into a pile of meat paste. Then, he looked at the Burning Marquis who was also unscathed despite being engulfed in Devil Flame.
"You see, my sincerity is exactly what I promised you.
"You are my only ally."
"Others?
Nothing but abandoned pawns. "
Reinholt said with a smile.
"I hope I won't become your abandoned pawn."
The Burning Marquis' face was flickering under the Devil Flame, his tone was as arrogant as ever.
"How is this possible?
"Your strength has made me decide long ago that you are my only ally!"
Reinholt said in a flattering tone.
After the explosion, the tremors on the ground stopped completely.
The bloodstains that fused with the Grand Duke of Dawn's corpse started to disperse.
The stone floor slowly sank down and a flight of stairs appeared in front of Reinholt and the Burning Marquis.
Reinholt's breath quickened when he saw the stairs that appeared.
The time had finally come!
After a long period of planning and unforeseen events, the final victor belongs to me!
The excitement in Reinholt's heart made him want to dance for joy.
However, the faint killing intent from the Burning Marquis beside him constantly reminded Reinholt of the danger he was in.
There was also a contract between them.
But the fact that Extremus had died in his hands was the best proof that contracts were not omnipotent.
Reinholt didn't want to die without knowing why.
The closer one was to success, the more dangerous it would be. Reinholt agreed with this saying.
Therefore, Reinholt quickly stepped aside and gestured to the Burning Marquis with a 'please' gesture.
"You first."
Reinhold said.
"No, I think you should go first."
The Burning Marquis shook his head.
"Very well."
The answer from the Burning Marquis was completely within Reinholt's expectations. He didn't even hesitate and wanted to walk down the stairs as he spoke.
However, when Reinholt took his first step, the Burning Marquis dashed past him and went up the stairs.
Reinholt smiled at the scene.
It wasn't out of his expectations either.
"The more anxious you are, the better it is for me."
With the thought in his heart, Reinholt released the signal that he had prepared for a long time.
Regardless of how capable he was, he couldn't tamper with the secret treasure vault of the Saint Cyanda Imperials but he could make arrangements in other places.
"This identity is too convenient."
"If I had such an identity from the beginning, I would have completed everything long ago."
But … "
"It's not bad now either!"
Reinholt couldn't help but exclaim when he felt the butler activating something as he had planned.
His exclamation was filled with delight and pride.
With the exclamation, Reinholt walked down the stairs.
The stairs weren't that long, there were only 30 plus steps from the top to the bottom. The treasure vault wasn't that big either, around 20 square meters in size. Standing at the entrance, one could clearly see everything inside the vault.
But because of that, Reinholt was stunned on the spot.
Because …
The vault was empty.
There was no crown.
There was no secret key.
There was no Saint Cyanda Imperials' treasures.
Other than dust, there was nothing.
Reinholt's delight vanished into thin air when he saw the scene before his eyes.
"This … This … How is this possible?
Oh right!
It must be a secret room!
There must be a secret room here! "
Reinholt was shouting like a madman while searching for the so-called secret room.
Of course, he got nothing.
How could something that wasn't in the vault appear again?
"What happened?!
"What happened?!"
WHAT HAPPENED?!! "
Everything that was within his grasp turned into bubbles just like that. Reinholt couldn't accept it. He suddenly calmed down from his crazy searching state.
Reinholt forced himself to calm down.
He needed to think about what went wrong.
The Burning Marquis beside him revealed his killer intents.
"Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to lie to me?"
Devil Flame burned in the Burning Marquis' hand.
The killer intents and frenzied intents in the flame made Reinholt shiver instantly.
According to the contract, if the Burning Marquis didn't get what he wanted, he could kill Reinholt without any scruples.
"I didn't mean to lie to you.
I don't even have such thoughts.
I can swear to you, I don't even know why this place became like this.
Besides, aren't you curious about why this place became like this?
The Burning Family has the legend of the crown, it's a fact and it can't be changed. But this place doesn't have the crown, so … "
"Where is the crown?"
Reinholt straightened his body and tried his best to explain to the Burning Marquis.
It was a kind of attitude, he hoped to gain the Burning Marquis' trust.
Of course, Reinholt also prepared for the worst.
However, to Reinholt's surprise, the moment his words subsided, a reply came from above.
"The crown is in the hands of Saint Cyanda Imperials."
Along with the voice, an elderly man walked down.
Reinholt and the Burning Marquis were stunned when they saw the elderly man, the former even cried out in shock.
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