"Why did you stab the Sage Emperor?" My heart was filled with hatred and confusion. I would never forget the way the Sage Emperor looked at me.
"Save me!" the Sage Emperor said to the imperial knights.
However, no one moved half a step. Everyone looked at the Sage Emperor's helpless and pained expression.
Just like that, Lancelot killed the Sage Emperor. Before his death, the Sage Emperor's anger at the betrayal caused him to cast the most vicious curse.
"Lancelot, you, and all the imperial knights, you traitors, your souls will never be reincarnated. Unless the raging flames of the dragon devour you and the light of forgiveness purifies you, even if your physical bodies are destroyed, your souls will never be at peace." With that, the Sage Emperor raised his head and laughed, his laughter echoing in the empty hall.
Before his death, the Sage Emperor felt incomparable sorrow, even colder than the extreme cold of the Northern Frontier. He thought about how he had lived a life of endless glory, loved his people like his own children, and fought in all directions. But now, he was assassinated from behind by the person he trusted the most. If it wasn't for the fact that he was strong enough, he might have died in that instant.
At this moment, there was no one by his side to help him. He was about to die in a foreign land. Before his death, he felt so lonely and empty. The flowers, glory, and wealth of the past were all fading away with him …
So death was such a sorrowful and painful thing. Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. At this moment, Lancelot stabbed the Sage Emperor's heart again, and then a second, a third …
Only when the Sage Emperor could not be any more dead did he throw away the dagger. At this moment, I was in Lancelot's body, witnessing everything. For some reason, I felt indescribably sorrowful. Perhaps I was attracted by the Sage Emperor's smile, his confidence, his sense of responsibility, and his sense of security. He was like a warm and reliable big brother next door.
Now, he was killed by 'me' right in front of me. I really wanted to kill this Lancelot, but there was nothing I could do. I could only follow Lancelot's memories to witness this piece of history.
"Haha, do you know how long I have endured for today? From the day I stepped onto this path, I have never regretted it, "Lancelot said to the Sage Emperor's corpse.
Lancelot came over and spoke to Cedric Wildhammer in Dwarvish, "Dwarven King, this is all thanks to you. I'll leave the rest to your men."
At the same time, the royal knights who had betrayed the Holy Emperor with Lancelot rushed out of the hall with the dwarf army under the lead of their knight captain.
A bloody massacre began. The Dwarf army's copper puppets, steam chariots, and the extremely powerful Dwarf warriors, as well as all the Royal Knights, all charged towards the remaining Empire soldiers.
Without a leader, the soldiers had no strength to resist and surrendered one after another.
Just like that, Lancelot became the new leader of the empire's soldiers, and I started to become unstable. My spiritual power started to leave this world, and my vision started to blur.
I witnessed this unprecedented expedition with my own eyes, and I also witnessed his end with my own eyes.
Just as it was about to end, a voice that I hadn't heard in a long time sounded in my head. It was the voice of the Belgrave Flammarion. He had actually appeared again.
"Let us kill that madman Lancelot together! You shall obtain my power. This is your new mission! "Yan Long's soul said to me from the depths of my soul.
With a dragon's roar, I gradually separated from Lancelot's physical body. I would completely leave this memory and this spatial world.
Before I left, I seemed to see Lancelot smiling at me, as though he was still hiding something from me.
I completely returned to reality from this world. I was still in San Antonio Cathedral, and only a few moments had passed.
I told the Pope and the others everything that I had seen, and deduced that these Undead were probably afraid of the power of dragon flames and Holy Light. However, I didn't tell them about the Belgrave Flammarion.
Pope Ecksey agreed with my opinion. He also attached great importance to this matter, and immediately sent someone to contact Marshal Alonso.
It seemed that a great war was unavoidable. The whole of Kelandil would be facing an unprecedented war against the Undead.
Alonso also took this matter seriously. He immediately held a pre-war deployment meeting in the Golden Lion Fort's command center. This time, even Kaiser The Great came. Kaiser The Great was really pitiful. His life was full of ups and downs, and he was caught up in the turmoil of the country at such a young age.
During the pre-war meeting, Alonso's brother, Count Joe William, Lord Randall Hill, Chief Magic Advisor Morse, and a group of Imperial ministers also participated in the meeting.
During this meeting, Alonso stood beside Kaiser The Great and deployed the defense of Kelandil City. He also ordered everyone to prepare immediately. There wasn't much time left.
The Pope also sent out all his forces to prepare for the upcoming war against the Undead. In an instant, the whole of Kelandil was mobilized. This war that concerned the survival of the Empire, the war between humans and the Undead, would take place in this city with such a long history.
Everyone rubbed their fists. This time, after learning about the Undead's weakness, everyone gained some confidence because of this information.
I didn't know why Lancelot wanted me to see this. It wouldn't do him any good, and it would only make me hate him. Even Yan Long wanted to kill him with me. I didn't even know why he wanted to tell us about the Undead's weakness.
However, even if we knew about this weakness, it wouldn't be of much use. It would only be better than being helpless and waiting for death.
However, I knew very well that this battle didn't belong to me. I had my own mission to complete. I wanted to find Lancelot and confront him face to face. We Demon Hunter's Blade temporarily settled down in the former Green Dragon Tavern. This was the place where Avina and I met.
Ever since the Black Dragon's attack, this place had been renovated and refurbished. The owner of this place had changed. Even the name of this place was no longer Green Dragon Tavern, but Squirrel Tavern. It was truly a change of heart.
On the eve of the battle, I told Avina my thoughts. We faced each other and held each other's hands, looking at each other.
Avina also wanted to go with me. I had no choice but to agree. She told me that she had a little secret to tell me on the way there. We planned to leave early the next morning.
Under the bright moonlight, we gave each other a deep kiss and hug. That was enough.
The east was bright, and we left the room. We planned to leave for the Undead Witch King Lancelot's lair. At this moment, other people appeared beside us.
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