Chapter 120 The Succession of the Throne

The explosion brought news of Sean's death and also announced the end of the entire war.

Sean burned himself in the base, and his body was eventually taken back to the palace by the female soldier. Ryan, who had already died, was also reduced to ashes. Their ashes were mixed together and placed in front of the Insect Emperor.

The Chong Emperor had a gloomy face. He knocked over the urn and kept coughing: "Bring A'ran here... Bring A'ran here!"

The serving female insects were horrified. They helped the Insect Emperor to the inner hall and ordered the guards outside to invite A'ran.

A'ran walked slowly into the inner hall. His old illness had relapsed during the days of house arrest, and his heart was beating so fast that his lips and face turned pale.

The Insect Emperor lay on the bed. His breathing could be heard faintly in the air, sometimes loud and sometimes sinking, like a thin thread about to break, which would disappear without a trace after being torn off.

The guards were not allowed to enter the inner hall, and they still waited outside the door. Ah Ran walked in alone, and the Insect Emperor dismissed the female insects serving around him. He lay on the bed with sunken cheeks, staring straight at the dark air above.

Ah Ran knelt on one knee in front of his bed: "Father."

The Insect Emperor looked haggard. His rusty pupils turned to Ah Ran and he spoke in a hoarse but stern voice: "Ah Ran... I don't know why you are like this, but now... ahem... I can pass the throne to you."

A'ran's expression remained unchanged.

After Sean's death, the Insect Emperor had no other choice. The Murikhera family would not hand over the throne to the remaining insects, so the Insect Emperor could only hand over the throne to the remaining female insect prince.

And A'ran was the most outstanding among them.

"The insect race is in chaos nowadays, and there are countless insects with ulterior motives." The Insect King wanted to sit up, he was weak all over, and A'ran reached out and helped him up.

The Insect Emperor used the force to sit up. He leaned against the wall and continued, "Colin must be eliminated. You will have many opportunities to do so in the future. Now, you have to eliminate the insect that poses the greatest threat to you..."

Ah Ran's arms froze. He raised his eyes and looked at the Insect Emperor. His Adam's apple moved twice. "Father, who are you talking about?"

The shadow on the Insect Emperor's eyes had not yet faded, his pupils were lifeless, and his voice was hoarse but inexplicably powerful.

"Adrian."

A'ran stopped where he was, his back tensed, and said, "Father, Edrien and I are good friends. He has helped me a lot during this period. I can't..."

"You are confused!" The Insect Emperor coughed non-stop. He gripped the edge of the bed tightly with his hands, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. "He wants you to pave the way for him! Sean was forced to death by him! Just think about how much military power he has now, and how much do you have!"

A'ran pursed his lips and said nothing more.

"As long as he is alive, the Insect Clan will never have peace. Unfortunately, I don't have much time left. After you kill him, I will give you the edict of succession." The Insect Emperor stared at A'ran and spoke word by word.

Ah Ran was stunned for a moment, he raised his head and met the sinister eyes of the Insect Emperor again. These scarlet eyes monitored his every move, from childhood to adulthood, intimidating him step by step, making Ah Ran suffer in countless late nights.

"No..." Ah Ran's lips trembled slightly. He looked at the Insect Emperor with dry eyes and took a step back. "I won't do that! You killed your brother and son and are tyrannical. I won't be like you!"

The Insect Emperor glared with bloodshot eyes: "What did you say?! Ah Ran, you are so bold!"

"Sean wasn't forced to death by Edrien, he was forced to death by you! You killed his child, killed his lord, and now you're forcing him to burn himself! This is all your fault!"

Ah Ran stood up, his throat aching, and he frowned: "Even if you pass the throne to me today, after I die, I will return the throne to the late emperor's lineage. Father, you should repent to the late emperor."

"You! You..." The Insect Emperor seemed to be extremely angry. He pointed his finger at Ah Ran and trembled continuously. With a force, the whole insect actually fell off the bed. "Evil creature... Evil creature... Take him away and beat him to death... Insect..."

A'ran stood in the house without reacting. The Insect Emperor was still struggling desperately. He grabbed A'ran's trousers tightly, and his voice gradually faded away amidst his angry scolding.

The guards outside had heard the noise, but they trembled for a moment and then returned to their original positions, pretending they hadn't heard anything.

After a few minutes, the sound of the Insect Emperor disappeared from the house.

Ah Ran felt as if frost had penetrated his bones. He stood in the room for a long time without moving, until the warmth of the Insect Emperor's body disappeared, then he squatted down and carried the Insect Emperor's body back to the bed.

When the Insect Emperor was dying, his eyes were still wide open, bloodshot. Ah Ran glanced at him and closed his eyes.

The door of the inner hall opened and Fabian walked in. The air was thick and heavy, Fabian frowned, then knelt on one knee beside A'ran.

"Your Majesty, the war is over."

A'ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, he looked at Fabian and blinked. His thin eyelids closed and then opened again, A'ran stood up, he looked at the large patch of golden light falling on the door, his eyes gradually became clear.

"Yeah, it's all...over."

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After Emperor Chong died, A'ran ascended the throne.

After he ascended the throne, he deliberately emphasized the shared glory within the Murikhera royal family, pointed out the brotherly relationship with Colin and Morris, and re-included the two in the family tree.

Colin had performed well in the previous war and returned to the military. Morris had made outstanding military achievements and was promoted to general.

Fabian also benefited from this. A'ran took him with him and appointed him as an assistant minister without real power, to assist him every day.

It was only at this moment that Adrian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lay in the rocking chair and basked in the sun, feeling the relatively warm sunlight on the Imperial Star for the first time.

Lying drowsy on his head, Adrian thought of the one thousand Yang points he owed him, and returned them all after accumulating them.

It took all the Yang Qi points and said, "You have to work harder. I've calculated the time for you. At your current speed, you can save 5,000 in less than three months."

Adrian nodded secretly, and said, "Don't worry, even without your supervision, I will always insist on doing it."

Gouqiu Tuosheng patted Adrian's head. He finally discovered one of the few good qualities that Adrian had in common with Pei Du - diligence.

Adrian didn't ask how long Gouqiu would stay here. He didn't care about that. He was only slightly sad when he thought of the separation. "Little Gouqiu, we will see each other less and less."

Survive and survive: "..."

"Don't be too sad, Adrian. We'll see each other again."

Adrian was surprised: "...Really? You will come back again?"

If it managed to twist the sphere, it would pretend to be profound and never answer again.

"You will know later. I will introduce you to some new friends then."

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In the fifth year after A'ran ascended the throne, his old illness recurred. The illness he had in his childhood reached its peak this year, and A'ran suffered from multiple complications and several unexplained heart attacks.

Fabian was by her side, and he tried everything he could to improve A'ran's increasingly serious symptoms.

The Zerg priest once predicted that A'ran would have a bad fate and would not live past the age of 24. Now, with Fabian's help, he has been able to survive for a few more years, but in the end, he is still powerless.

Aran sensed that his time was running out, and after much deliberation, he ordered the throne to be passed to Edrien. Moris was the only female monarch of Edrien, and Aran's move ensured that the throne remained in the hands of the Murikhla royal family.

After many days of suffering from illness, Ah Ran was reduced to skin and bones. He vomited blood every day, and his skin began to irreversibly rot.

On the day before his death, he kept looking around with his eyes wide open. He could see nothing, it was all black, he had lost all his senses a few days ago.

"Fabian, after I die, you must do your best to assist Edrien." A'ran grabbed Fabian's hand tightly. He squeezed it so hard that it turned purple. "You cannot leave the Zerg within five years."

Fabian shook A'ran's hand back. A'ran's face was wrinkled as he spoke, revealing the pain in his heart without any concealment.

Fabian's eyes were slightly red. He chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, you are so cruel to me."

A'ran didn't know why he was so sad. He pressed his cheek tightly against Fabian's arm, as if he was resentful and unwilling.

"If you and I could have worm cubs..."

Fabian was stunned. He lowered his eyes. A'ran's voice faded away and she had stopped breathing in his arms.

Fabian leaned forward, hugged A'ran's upper body, and pressed his palms against the back of his head.

He closed his eyes and swallowed the bitterness in his throat.

It stayed in the air for a while, watching everything happening below quietly, and did not fall down until A'ran died completely.

A faint red light appeared on A'ran's body, and soon after, a tiny soul fragment floated out of his body.

Gouqiu placed the soul fragment into the system, and when it left, the sphere rotated and looked at Fabian for a long time without reacting.

The data on it jumped, zigzag up, drop, and then return to a straight line.

It turned and left this world.