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17 From Magic Sword City

Before this, Sius had not thought about returning to Tarosis. Although he did not have much sense of belonging to this place, the name of Sius was printed everywhere here, and Sius's existence filled every corner of the city. Before being faced by Rezade and others, Sius had thought of a touching return scene, but the answers given by reality sometimes were too contrasting.

Rezade was still the same as before, but he hadn't seen him for a few months, so there was no change. But he showed this attitude to greet him, so naturally Sius could not give him a good face. [bsp;    "Rezade, what are you doing?"

"Shut up, you spy who pretends to be Lord Sius, dare to come and ask me!"

Rezade stared at Sius with a righteous expression. But this look was very ridiculous in Sius's eyes, because when Rezade saw him, Sius knew that he had recognized him. This look was obviously for his subordinates to show him. As for why he had put on this picture, it was exactly what Sius wanted to figure it out now.

Sius did not respond immediately, but glanced coldly at the soldiers in front of him who were pointing their guns at him:

"You have all seen me, do you think I'm fake?"

The soldiers who asked this question looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Seeing that the morale of the army was shaken, Rezade quickly looked at it and shouted:

"Mr. Sius has died in Falthus, and many of you have seen it with their own eyes!"

This sentence is indeed very convincing. Indeed, everyone saw that Sius was killed and even the corpse could not be found. In response, Sius just snorted faintly. This kind of thing is too long, how could it be explained one by one?

"I'm alive."

"Then how do you prove that you are not fake!" a soldier suddenly shouted. This sentence made everyone nod. Yes, as long as you can produce evidence that you are not fake, wouldn't it be enough?

Sius shook his head, thinking that this matter made him feel very troublesome, but he didn't want to use the knife, so he shook his head slowly.

"Lucia, come out. Tell these bunch of rice buckets who am I?"

Lucia didn't expect that Sius would have a day to prove his identity for him. She paused for a moment and was about to speak when suddenly Rezades stepped in front of her:

"Miss Lucia has betrayed Taroses before, and she can only prove that you are fake here!"

The innocent Lucia opened her mouth and closed it again. She ran away in anger, how did she become betrayal? And what does this place have to do with her need to use the word betrayal? Just when she was about to settle the score with Rezade, Seuss first attacked:

"Ah, I understand. You want me to prove that I am not pretending, but as long as you question my proof, I will prove it forever. It's this problem!"

Everyone was stunned. Yes, it was indeed like this in theory, but before they could think too much, Sius could no longer suppress his temper. What were these bastards thinking! Do you want to rebel? He reached out and pushed away the soldier's spear tip and walked towards Rezade, and his black eyes gradually turned into blood-red color.

"Rezade, you know that so many people can't stop me. What do you want to do? To be honest, I need to forgive you depending on the situation."

The ability of Sius to change eyes is something that others can't learn, and Rezade naturally knew about it. Just as he was trembling and trying to say something, a shout came from behind Sius, which was a very familiar voice.

"No! We don't need you to forgive, even you must obey the order of Taroses!"

Xius turned his face inexplicably, and the one who appeared behind them was Ian wearing a white robe. The young man who walked into the leadership circle with incitement and passion at that time now dressed like a god servant. The knife held high in his hand, Chiyo, was very familiar with it, and it was the authenticity of her close friend.

"Ah, our authenticity! Return the authenticity to us!"

Ian completely ignored Tu Chiyo's protest and continued to hold the knife high. He shouted loudly as if he was a crazy believer:

"This is Taroses, and the place where Taroses is located will be filled with the glory of Taroses. Yes, you have established the order of Taroses with your violence, but from the moment you die, Taroses' glory is no longer you! But the glory of Taroses is of everyone! This holy sword represents the glory of Taroses! Even if you are now resurrected by the undead, I will announce to you on behalf of Taroses: Only Taroses have the glory of Taroses, and you are nothing!"

Nothing is!

Nothing is it!!

Nothing!!!

This sentence echoed in Xius's mind, and he looked at the authentic Ian holding up the high-ranking Ian. Because of Ian's announcement, all the Tarossi people present cheered loudly, as if they were saved by something. Just like when Xius gave a speech on the broken statue before, people began to shout glory loudly, but this time, Xius heard it particularly harshly.

What glory? What Tarossius? If not me, aren’t you still at the time of being ruled by the nobles? Ha, now you are united and organized to fight against the nobles of the Broken Kings Mountains, so you have given all the credit to yourself?

Sius thinks this logic is very ridiculous, but from their perspective it seems like this is true!

Originally, Sius did not intend to care about any credit, but Sius thought he was not a person who was so generous that he was praised to heaven when he needed it, and kicked away when he didn't need it.

Facing the cheers and shouts of the audience, facing the companions who followed me were either contempt or hesitant.

Seus laughed, and he began to laugh loudly.

He smiled, and he was laughing at himself. How could he forget that the group of people in front of him were those helpless fools even if they said it;

He smiled, laughing at these fools. Don’t you know that as long as the outside world stabilizes, Oga will immediately destroy the seed of disaster;

He smiled, laughing at Ian Rezade and others, who are still dreaming of enjoying power, and are greedy for these glory and status, but they do not know that they are dead.

Under the crazy laughter of Seus, people gradually calmed down, and some memories that were unconsciously sealed by them seemed to gradually wake up with the laughter, as if they were suddenly from memories from nightmares.

Finally, Sius had enough laughter. He looked up at Ian with his head, his red eyes exuding uncovered murderous intent:

"Hey, Ian, I borrowed your holy knife from someone else. Now I want to return it to someone else. Don't you give it to me?"

This sentence made Ian stunned for a moment. He thought that Sius would either be crazy or surrender to the will of the people, but he did not expect that he would ask for a knife when he spoke.

"This knife is now a symbol of the glory of Taroses, and naturally it is no longer your possession."

"Ah. Yes, that is, you snatched this knife in the name of Taroses! Then, that means I can snatch it back, right?"

Sius said very dangerous words, which made the guards following Ian nervously pull out their weapons. Seeing that they were surrounded by heavy siege, Ian calmed down and shouted with confidence:

"Give up! In the battle of Falthus, we all understand that you are not invincible. You are also human and you will die. And now you still have people around you. Even if you occupy Taroses like before, do you think the people will obey you? Even if you use force to ensure that you survive the resistance of the people, but the people around you may not be sure! Come, bring the saint!"

Hearing his words, a wooden cart was pushed up. A cross was erected on the wooden cart. The person tied to the cross was not someone else, but was the mercy that was thrown by Sius in Tarossi. The girl without any feelings were still as before, just like a porcelain doll that broke with just one touch.

Xius looked at Leigh's look with interest. The girl was tied with a rope and hung her hands on the cross bar of the cross. This posture was either a criminal parading with her head down or a martyr who shouted loudly. However, she looked around casually, without feeling that she was in danger of life. However, Xius understood that it turned out that Ian was fearless because of her!

Faced with such threats, Seus shook his head slightly, and then the evil ghost finally opened his fangs, and he glared at Ian with his eyes floating in the dark.

"Ian, you all got it wrong."

"What?"

"You guys got it wrong. From the beginning, I was not a wise man, but a tyrant."

Blood splattered, and Ian was shocked to find that Authentic had appeared in Seus's hand, and Authentic's hilt was still holding his hand. Before the fear could howl, the next time the white light came, he took away his life.

Lucia quickly covered Lilia's eyes. She didn't expect that Sius would start to take action on this occasion. The others were completely shocked. Although they also had the power to kill so many people, either a thunder ball turned into ashes or shot an arrow from afar and ignored the result. But this kind of scene of flesh and blood flying with one knife was never seen before, let alone the target of the massacre was his former subordinate?

Whether it is past followers, subordinates, or innocent onlookers, the devil's knife does not have eyes, and blood and flesh cover the ground, like a large slaughterhouse.

Of course, Xius just killed all the people around him who made him feel disgusted, and there was no need to pursue those who escaped. On the steps in front of the lord's mansion, blood flowed down the gaps of the stone bricks. The boy holding a butcher knife in both hands stopped. Looking at the crowd scattered under the steps, he shouted:

"Stop it all!"

Everyone stopped, they turned back tremblingly, not knowing what the demon wanted to say.

"Listen. This is my territory, my city, and in the future, my country."

The blood-colored demon glanced at the people under the steps and said:

"From today, Tarosis will be renamed the Demon Sword King City. I am the king of this country. Remember: I am the country!"

So, later generations recorded this: the city has a demon sword, and blood is gone.
Chapter completed!
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