Burying doubts, Guy withdrew his gaze and looked down at the small photo scroll handed over to Jasper's crown. The delicate runes were engraved on the handle, and the subtle spell waves rippled gently.

The spirit surged, and in an instant, layers of cold frost condensed in the air. It was not until this time that Guy realized that he was already legendary when he woke up.

[The coffin sinks in deep frost and deep cold]!

When you think of the terrifying legendary magic, it may not be called a legend, but it can be compared with some mythical miracles recorded in biographical stories.

Forcedly upgrade a magician to cross the level and become a legend. The nearly miraculous spell will make many advanced pros who are stagnant in front of the legendary path crazy.

A sad look appeared on his face, and Guy knew that he could gain his current status and strength, all given by the father he once hated and wanted to revenge.

The spell energy surged, gently opened the photo scroll made of parchment paper, and countless lifelike pictures flashed rapidly in my mind.

Guy frowned slightly, and a slight swelling and pain appeared in his head. The content recorded in the scroll of the photo was too huge. If he had not broken through to the legend, it might have taken him several days to absorb the remaining images.

In the early morning of spring, the wind brings a hint of coolness, flows back from the window into the exquisite palace, brushing away some boredom.

"Who can I trust? Duke of Dhakama, Count Raphael, or you, under the crown of Jasper." Guy looked at the old man in front of him and whispered, his eyes circulating in disillusionment.

As the breeze blows, the frost in the palace gradually melts, and waves of cold blue mist linger, becoming more dim and blurry.

"No one can trust, including me." Jasper lowered his eyelids and his dark pupils were covered with coldness. He was following His Majesty Lloyd's instructions.

"Ha, a king should be cold-blooded and ruthless!" Guy laughed and then walked forward, allowing the cold blue mist to blow across his face. The chill made his mind calm slightly.

"So, what should I do next?"

"The roots of decay spread within the kingdom and need to be cleansed." Jasper said in a cold tone, and the killing in his eyes was undisguised.

"Roil, clean, I didn't expect the kingdom to be in such a situation." Guy stood at the window, looking at a ray of sunshine in the sky of the rain, and the many pictures recorded in the scroll made him understand something.

Under the prosperous times, shadows in the darkness are devouring everything. If there is no stop, the building of the Kingdom of Stoke will fall.

"The throne of kings, what I once longed for, but why is it a little lost now?"

Guy opened his palm slightly, and all the cold air in the palace seemed to be guided to condense in the palm of his hand and turned into a crown made of ice edges.

"Fate, ridiculous, I will always live for myself, I am Guy Craig Valent and the king of the Kingdom of Stoke!"

The ice ridges dissipated like snow stars, floating beside Guy, crowning his own power.

"Then let's start!"

"I want to see the true face of the rotten roots that think they control the Kingdom of Stoke!"

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The drizzle gradually stopped, and the sunlight at noon shone through the rain, sprinkling every corner of Limontanelu.

At the Clarence Hall, the uneasy atmosphere had not yet dissipated, and many great nobles were still waiting. Then, as the servants returned, a shocking news began to spread wildly.

Guy Creggie Valent won the battle for the throne and ascended the supreme throne!

And get the support of the Duke of Dhakama and Jasper!

A military minister, a head of the Stoke Kingdom Intelligence Organization.

The most important thing is that His Highness Guy, no, should be called His Majesty Guy, embarking on the legendary path.

legend!

The horrifying news has not yet been digested. Many of the great nobles remain silent at this moment. Immediately, many people began to leave, and they realized that things were not simple.

His Majesty of the Stoke Kingdom, since Valent I, has stopped before the legend. Now, what changes will happen when His Majesty Guy enters the legend?

No one can explain it clearly, but the fear in many people began to spread.

High-level professions can use special means to erase each other's lives, but legends are different. Each legend belongs to the essence of life.

The storm has not stopped yet, and after Guy has won the throne of kings, there has been shocking news.

Paternal killing!

Brother killing!

There was a surging news in the dark that Guy was given the throne of kings because of his cruel killing of His Majesty Lloyd and His Highness Sawyer, who was identified as the next heir to the king.

The invisible sounds spread wildly in the circle of palace nobles and gentlemen. If outsiders can clearly see that this is to engrave the reputation of being rebellious on Guy.

It’s just strange that the Valante Palace did not respond much to this, as if it was accused of it?! This made some of the meritorious nobles and blood nobles who were waiting and watching difficult to understand the specific situation.

The discussion became more and more intense, and the commotion began to spread in Limontanlu after the rain. In the dark shadows, countless figures ran in the drizzle.

Do you want to create chaos? Or do you want to seize it in secret?

Unfortunately, what was waiting for these people was a trap that had been prepared long ago. The overflowing blood sputtered on the floor that had just been washed away by the rain, and the stiff and cold body fell into the alley.

At the same time, the Violet Guards began to pour into every area of ​​Limontanelu, suppressing all situations. Anyone who dared to resist faced the torrent of steel could only annihilate death.

Yinhua and Dark Snake, the intelligence assassination organization affiliated with the Valante family, has also begun to be active in all corners.

The killing of His Highness Sawyer in the banquet hall last night was from these two organizations. They only obeyed the orders of the king and Jasper, and were a group of unyielding dead soldiers and assassins.

The sudden purge made the great nobles dare not make any changes. They knew that this was His Majesty Guy, who was the new successor to the throne, was showing his skills.

The flowing fresh blood completely dyed the streets of Limontanlu along the drizzle. Cold corpses were dragged out from the streets and alleys, thrown on the carriage to carry them away to unknown places.

Rotten, this term appears in some people's mouths, and they seem to see something, hiding some subtle lines under the bloody suppression picture, involving certain dark interests.

Time flies, like this drizzle stops, and the suppression ends quickly, leaving behind a faint smell of bloody Limontanelu.

Most of the suppression swept over the palace nobles and gentlemen, as well as a small number of meritorious nobles.

The great nobles smelled a dangerous aura, but they had no choice but to do so. The Violet Mage Tower was silent, while the legends in the Valent Palace suppressed everything.

However, they knew that the chaos would end temporarily, because Limontanelu was the capital of a country and the center of power, and it was impossible to be closed for too long. Everyone knew this. If the established killing ended, then the increasingly chaotic situation would be faced next.

The battle for the throne ended, and His Majesty Guy's throne was attacked by rumors, struggles hidden in the darkness, and even disputes between nations.
Chapter completed!