Shatari could feel that Shatus was going to kill him, and he was very panicked. He subconsciously looked at his daughter not far away.

That look seemed to be saying, come and save father, you said you would help father.

However, Saleth just stood silently outside the barrier, her eyes so calm, as if the people in the duel had nothing to do with her.

"Third brother!" Shatus shouted angrily.

This drink scared Shatari, and the people around him sighed at his embarrassing behavior.

Shatari immediately summoned out his own armor, a set of silver-white armor, which was much inferior in color.

After all, Shattoos's armor contains wall star crystals, while Shatari's armor is made of pure black gold stone.

Without any communication, Shatus jumped high with a huge hammer and smashed towards Shatari.

Shatari's weapon is a two-handed sword with a magma-like substance flowing on the blade, which feels very cool.

But facing Shatus with a rage value of 100, he seemed a little powerless.

Raising his two-handed sword, Shatari risked his life, "If you want to kill me, you will have to pay the price!"

With a bang.

A cloud of dust exploded inside the golden barrier. If it weren't for this golden energy barrier, the entire city would probably have been affected.

As the dust settled, Shatoos was left standing, while Shatari was kneeling on one knee in a mess, his weapon shattered, his armor cracked, and blood flowing from his body.

Just one glance is enough to show the gap between the two.

With a "pu" sound, Shatari suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood. He became extremely weak. He used the broken knife to support his other leg, trying to keep himself from kneeling.

"You like kneeling so much, why don't you kneel?" asked Shatus, holding the hammer tightly.

Shatari laughed and spat out blood: "What qualifications do you have to make me kneel?"

After saying that, Shatari turned back to look at her daughter and shouted, "Lace, save me!"

Saleth seemed not to hear anything and just watched quietly.

But Shatus is not worried about this because he also has a daughter. If she dares to take action, his daughter will not stand idly by. This is an agreement.

Besides, with her father present, she dared not do anything wrong.

But for Shatari, his daughter's indifference was like a steel knife stabbing into his heart. His daughter had saved him all the way back, so why was she so indifferent now?

"Lace, even if you don't listen to me, you have to listen to you!" Shatari shouted fiercely.

The Emperor paused. Who is your Excellency? Does a prince need to rely on others?

Sharles finally responded: "Your Excellency said to help you, and I have helped you."

"I haven't sat on the throne yet!!! I can't die!!!" Shatari roared at his daughter, "For the throne, I abandoned you, abandoned Isa, and gave up everything. Why didn't you help me in the end?"

“You have succeeded.”

Shatari's eyes widened with resentment: "I didn't! I didn't! Father! You said you would let me inherit, I can't die!"

The Tsar just slowly closed his eyes.

Shatus watched his father close his eyes and raised his sledgehammer again: "Third brother, no one can save you today!"

"No! I am the emperor! I am the emperor!"

With a bang.

Even with the barrier, the entire ground shook.

The Shatari were separated into two parts, and their armor was shattered.

The people around swallowed their saliva. Everyone knew that the royal family was ruthless and it was normal for brothers to kill each other, but every time they saw such a scene, they still felt deeply touched.

Everyone is trying to prevent their offspring from reaching this point, but the temptation of power is unavoidable regardless of race; the position of a superior is too tempting.

But what is the limit of a position? Even the Tsar himself has his own position to pursue, and even though his current position is already very high, he will never see the end.

The barrier disappeared, and the Tsar looked at Shatari's body with a calm expression.

Shatus opened his armor helmet, looked at his father and said with a smile: "I will not be deprived of my royal status, nor will I go to an uninhabited planet. Father, you have been smart all your life, but you are wrong this time!"

After saying that, Shatus took out a dagger and stabbed it towards his chin.

Phew.

Blood gushed out, staining the armor red, but Shatus looked at his father with a grim smile. The heavy armor could not support him, and he fell to the ground, with the hand holding the dagger hanging down limply.

Salaya, who was kneeling next to him, was immediately delighted. You guys fought for so long, but in the end I got the advantage.

What two idiots.

"Second brother." The Tsar suddenly shouted.

It seemed as if Shalaye could already hear those words, the words he had always wanted to hear in his dreams.

"Father."

"You should go and accompany them, too."

Salaya was stunned and his mind went blank for a moment, and even the royal family members around him felt the same.

But before they could react.

The Tsar crushed Shalaye's head, and the headless body slowly fell down. Shalaye could not figure out why this happened.

There can only be one reason.

Father, I can’t save you!

This is the result of saving my father, we are the ones who die!

"It seems that none of my sons have made it big. Even an old man like me can't take a vacation. I have to work for a few more years."

The Tsar's words made everyone realize that he had no intention of abdicating, but was using his son's affairs to gather everyone together, announce his rule, and intimidate others. After all, he could even kill his own son.

As for why the third son was chosen, if it was the eldest and the second son, I'm afraid they wouldn't publicize it like this, and it would cause the eldest son to be unwilling, because the father knows his sons too well.

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