A chilling green aura spread around Aurelion's body, covering her entire form, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn.
The audience stood frozen in place like statues, their eyes wide with astonishment.
Even August couldn't help but feel a fleeting, indescribable look of astonishment welling up in his eyes.
Necromancer?
This idea came to mind for many nobles.
August frowned, a wave of emotion washing over him.
"How is that possible?"
Aurelion had only been in the kingdom for a few days, yet she had already mastered necromancy?
Could it be... that she studied necromancy before?
Is this possible?
Grand Duke Balo had never left the kingdom, and she had never had the chance to meet him before...
However, despite the endless doubts people have about this, the facts before them are undeniable—
Aurelion did indeed use necromancy.
However, no one cheered or was surprised by it.
In their emotional troughs, all that can be found is sorrow.
The only way to escape August's control is to become an undead.
Watching Count Cody's body burn to ashes, turning into a skeleton, only gloom remained in their hearts.
And what's even more desperate is yet to come.
"Your Highness, please forgive my bluntness."
August looked at Aurelion and spoke to her in a slightly calm tone:
"As a princess of the empire, is it inappropriate for you to interfere in the affairs of our kingdom?"
That's right, that's the source of August's confidence.
As citizens of the Empire, what right do you have to interfere in the affairs of our Kingdom of Kant?
Even if the kingdom undertakes sweeping reforms, completely reshuffling the entire power structure.
As a princess of the empire, you have no right to interfere.
The noble lords were well aware of this.
Because Aurelion is not their savior.
She couldn't save everyone present.
But Aurelian refused to give up. She gazed at August, her voice elegant yet firm, as if coming from another dimension:
"But you want to kill everyone here."
"kill?"
August chuckled softly, his fingertips lightly tapping his arms crossed over his chest:
"They will not die, but will be transformed into my loyal subordinates, who will obey my rule correctly."
Aurelion's eyes narrowed slightly, while August suddenly hugged himself.
It was as if he were expressing a sentiment:
"The vampires will accept them all."
"At that time, having completed the blood sacrifice, we will shed our fragile human form."
"We! Will become—"
Before he finished speaking, August spread his arms wide, turning his back to the scarlet full moon, casting a deep, dark shadow in the air.
It was like a mysterious rune, emanating its profound mysteries:
"immortal."
Finally, August's bloodshot eyes were completely filled with madness.
The thousands of blood slaves were reflected in his eyes, swaying their mechanical dance beneath the blood-red moon.
Looking at the completely deranged August, Aurelione completely lost the will to persuade him.
The August before him had transformed into a madman.
The surrounding nobles wore expressions of despair.
They wanted to rebel, but unfortunately, everyone around them was August's trusted elite soldiers.
These elite soldiers will absolutely protect August.
They didn't care whether August would become a vampire or whether he would become a blood slave after death.
Even if they ignore these fearless warriors.
Those thousands of blood slaves who have fallen into madness are definitely not something they can handle.
What's even more despairing is the terrifying monster that will be summoned by this ritual.
At this moment, Aurelion was going all out, but the soul flames on her body began to flicker, and the eerie green light became even more dazzling.
Dark green smoke rose from her feet and spread outwards.
They attempted to save every soul that had become a blood slave.
but……
She suddenly felt an unusual weakness, as if a whirlwind was passing through her body, stealing her magic.
The connection between the surrounding magic and the realm of the dead completely dissipated in that instant.
The soul flames on Aurelion's body flickered and swayed, and were in danger of being extinguished at any moment.
Meanwhile, the spirit fire above the head of the already deceased Earl Cody was growing weaker and weaker.
That flame seemed ready to vanish at any moment.
Aurelion tried to draw on the surrounding magic to keep the spirit fire burning.
But the magic slowly dissipated like lake water, leaving her feeling as if she were standing in a dead, desolate swamp, with nowhere to go.
The next second, the link between the magic and Aurelion was completely severed, and the flickering soul flames on her body vanished entirely.
Then, her connection with magic was completely severed, and her eerie green body, which had been consumed by flames, gradually returned to its normal state.
The burning flames in his blood-red eyes were gone.
After losing the support of the soul flame, Count Cody's body was reduced to a pile of bones, scattered haphazardly on the ground.
Witnessing all of this unfold, Aurelion was filled with utter confusion.
Why was her magic severed?
When she saw that August was not surprised at all, but rather looked as if she had expected it, she suddenly realized something.
Do you know why there are so few mages in the kingdom?
"Although it is also related to the fact that few people study magic, the most fundamental reason is still this."
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