Following the gaze of Dongfang Kexin, Long Yi looked towards his arm, then said with a smile: "These three teeth marks were left behind by two little wildcats. One bite, and the other bite twice. The bite was truly ruthless ah, even now, it still hasn't disappeared."
Dongfang Kexin was startled and her pretty face flushed slightly. But it was quickly replaced by paleness. She remembered that two of the teeth marks were left by herself. That was after a banquet held in the imperial palace of Soaring Dragon City. She was angry at his fickleness and angry that he didn't belong to her …
Cold sweat appeared on Dongfang Kexin's forehead. She pressed her temples with her hands and a painful expression appeared on her face. She shook her head with all her might, trying to get rid of the sudden feeling.
Looking at these three teeth marks, she couldn't help recalling the past and a feeling of jealousy appeared in her heart. Because one of the three teeth marks didn't belong to her.
"Kexin, what's wrong?" Seeing Dongfang Kexin's appearance, Longyi couldn't help but be startled. He stepped forward and wanted to support her.
"Don't touch me! You are a demon!" Dongfang Kexin roared crazily and knelt in front of the Light God's statue. She muttered the Light Purifying Heart Incantation and her mood began to ease. She suppressed the heart devil. Yes, it was just a heart devil. Pope Charles said so.
Longyi shook his head and retracted his domain. He looked deeply at Dongfang Kexin who was kneeling in repentance. Then, he looked towards the door of the inner room and saw Holy Priest Karen looking at him.
On the third floor of the Light Church, Karen stood outside the magic glass and looked at the people coming and going in the church square. Longyi stood beside her.
"Priest Karen, my cousin was tampered with by Pope Charles." Longyi faintly said.
Karen sighed softly and said, "You are right. But Pope also did it for her own good. Her obsession is too deep and cultivating light magic is a big taboo. "
"Is that so? Isn't it to cover up the matter of him controlling Dongfang Kexin and stealing the light spirit tablet? "Longyi raised his eyebrows and a ridiculing smile appeared on his face.
"I don't know about the spirit tablet, but the Pope did it for her own good. Although she isn't his biological daughter, the Pope treats her like his own," Korin said.
"Her obsession is too deep. Did Priestess Korin completely let go of her obsession?" Long Yi looked at Korin.
Karen's pretty face changed slightly, and she said softly, "It's been so long, and everything from back then has long since been scattered with the wind. There's no point in mentioning it. "
"I really didn't expect that old man Murong Bo to have such luck in love affairs. Even the two great holy priests of the Church of Light can't forget him. Back then, when I used the swordsmanship he taught me, that woman, Judith, was like a fool. "Longyi, however, did not care. He muttered to himself.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's not what you think," Kathleen reprimanded.
"If it's not what I think it is, then what is it?" Longyi quickly asked.
"Yes …" Just as Karen was about to speak, she immediately reacted. Why did she tell him these private matters? It seemed like her temperament needed to be strengthened, and she was actually led by the nose by him.
"You don't need to know what it is. What do you want to do by coming here today? "Korin indifferently asked.
He didn't come out. Longyi felt somewhat regretful, but he didn't continue thinking about it. After all, it was Murong Bo's private matter, so why would he probe so much?
"I have considered Charles' proposal and decided to agree. My first request is for the Church of Light to fully support Nalan Ruyue's ascension to the throne. "Longyi straightforwardly said.
… …
In these two days, three to five hundred people began to quietly discuss in Blue Moon City.
"In my opinion, if Princess Ruyue becomes the empress, she will absolutely be much better than those two useless princes. She is the Saintess of the Church of Light, and she has the protection of the Light God." In a teahouse, several people sat together and softly discussed.
"That's right, that's right. Our Nalan Empire has become like this because of those two useless princes. They haven't even become the emperor yet, but their empire is already on the verge of collapse. If they become the emperor, then what will happen?" Another person deeply agreed.
Such discussions were everywhere. Initially, it was spread out from the army. Naturally, it was spread by Wei Yasi and the others who had sought refuge with Longyi. It quickly spread throughout the entire army, and after some people pointed it out, the majority of people felt that Nalan Ruyue's ascension to the throne was much better than Nalan Wen and Nalan Wu.
The situation of the Nalan Empire drastically worsened. More than ten kingdoms and duchies openly rebelled, and they occupied two-thirds of the Nalan Empire's vassal states. Other than the heavily guarded cities around Blue Moon City, the rest of the Nalan Empire became a living hell. The flames of war filled the sky. Not only was the beast-men army wreaking havoc, but the armies of the kingdoms and duchies were also fighting over territories. The peaceful and beautiful scene had already become synonymous with history.
At the beginning of the seventh month of the 8789 year of the Blue Waves Calendar, the Blue Moon City, which had a mild temperature throughout the year, became extremely hot. The weather was very abnormal.
Late at night, when all the commoners were still sleeping sweetly, the peaceful atmosphere was destroyed by the sonorous sounds of weapons clanging against each other. Under the instigation of Mist Fairy and Lafaer, Nalan Wen and Nalan Wu attacked each other at the same time. The entire Blue Moon City and its surroundings were in chaos. Fresh blood dyed this sea-blue city red.
"All officers and soldiers, listen up. For the future of the Nalan Empire, kill! Glory, splendor, wealth and rank are waiting for you." Nalan Wu wore a suit of armor and stood on one end of the city wall of Blue Moon City. His voice was amplified by magic and it spread far and wide.
The target was very obvious. Arrows and magic spells flew towards Nalan Wu.
Nalan Wu's complexion changed and both his legs started to tremble. However, when he saw those magic spells and arrows colliding with a powerful barrier not far away from him, he couldn't help but become arrogant. He arrogantly shouted at Nalan Wen who was standing on the other side of the city wall. Needless to say, the morale of his side immediately soared.
At this moment, they were fighting over the city wall of Blue Moon City. All of them understood that whoever took down the city wall would be the victor. Moreover, the top and the bottom of the city wall were densely packed with people. It was truly chaotic.
"First Prince, you should also go up and shout. I will guarantee your safety." Mist Fairy indifferently said to Nalan Wen.
When Nalan Wen saw such a miserable slaughter, he was already so scared that his body turned soft. There was a saying that a tiger father wouldn't have a dog son. However, look at Nalan Wuji. He was a hero and yet, he gave birth to two such embryos.
However, when Nalan Wen saw that his opponent's morale had greatly increased, coupled with the fact that he had Mist Fairy's guarantee, he trembled as he climbed up the city wall. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Officers and soldiers … Ah …"
Nalan Wen's scream was amplified by magic and it spread throughout the chaotic Blue Moon City. All of the soldiers were dumbfounded. They could only see a trembling arrow piercing through the space between Nalan Wen's eyebrows. Fresh blood flowed from the wound and dyed his face red.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Nalan Wen fell backwards.
"Hahaha! Nalan Wen is dead! Whoever shot that arrow, this prince will heavily reward them!" Nalan Wu was stunned for a long time before he started laughing crazily. The Nalan Empire was finally his.
When the soldiers on Nalan Wen's side saw the head of the arrow, they lost all their fighting spirit and were forced to retreat step by step.
"Why are you still not surrendering? Put down your weapons and this prince will not pursue this matter!" Nalan Wu shouted excitedly. He finally had a day where he could make a name for himself.
At this moment, a fireball and ice arrow flew from Nalan Wen's camp towards Nalan Wu who was on the city wall.
Nalan Wu disdained to care about it. Even those rank 8 or 9 magic spells couldn't get close to him, let alone these low ranked magic spells. Even though the magic spells were about to reach him, Nalan Wu still didn't dodge. The fireballs in front of him collided with the barrier and turned into sparks. Nalan Wu smiled complacently.
However, just as Nalan Wu's smile appeared, the barrier suddenly shattered. An ice arrow suddenly shot towards him and before he could even react, his throat was already pierced through.
"How did this happen?" Nalan Wu didn't dare to believe his eyes. The last question flashed in his mind before he lost consciousness. Even in death, he didn't understand that the two of them were merely chess pieces on someone else's chessboard. It was laughable that they always thought that they were the players.
Silence. The entire scene was deathly silent. All of the soldiers were dumbfounded. The scene was so strange that it caused one's hair to stand on end.
They looked at each other in dismay. Now that the two princes were dead, what should they do?
"It's good that they are dead. Let Princess Ruyue become the Empress." At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone seemed to have woken up from a dream. Some people started to echo the voice. Due to the fact that the two princes had suddenly died, they seemed to have found something to rely on in their hearts.
"What are you still fighting for? We are all brothers! Put away your weapons!" Wei Yasi and the other high-ranked magician legions shouted loudly.
The morning sun slowly rose, illuminating the blood-red city. It was glaring to the eyes.
The soldiers started to silently carry away the corpses of the soldiers who had died in battle. These soldiers didn't die gloriously on the battlefield. Instead, they died at the hands of their own people. It was truly lamentable.
"F * ck! Killing your own people? What the hell is this?" A soldier couldn't help but curse. He couldn't help but feel suffocated in his heart.
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