night.

Shadowless Palace.

Countless shadow guards surrounded the bedroom of the Lord of Light.

No one spoke, and no one attacked, but almost every shadow guard already knew the current situation.

Their master fled hastily into the underground palace, and at the last moment before the door closed, Queen Zoya and the unidentified powerful assassin chased in.

That assassin is so powerful.

It took less than two minutes from the time they appeared to the time they chased into the underground palace, and the three legendary strong men who usually looked high and mighty with their eyes on top of their heads became corpses.

It is also entirely conceivable that the master would most likely have no chance of escaping if he were to be in the same place with such a powerful warrior.

The First Shadow Guard had 30,000 men, and most of them were gathered in the Shadowless Palace at this time, and the three generals of the Shadow Guard were all present.

These three generals are two women and one man.

Two of them have seven rings of magic power, and the strongest one has eight rings. All of them are direct descendants of the Glorious Family.

The three of us stood at the entrance of the underground palace, you looked at me, I looked at you, our faces full of shock and confusion.

"It's obvious that Zoya betrayed her father."

The person who spoke was a woman named Lamil, an eighth-ring mage.

In terms of blood relationship, she is Zhuoya's aunt and the youngest daughter of the Lord of Light.

She is also the highest-ranking general in the First Shadow Guard, the most trusted by the Lord of Light, and commands the most elite legion in the Shadow Guard.

"It's not a question of betrayal now. The biggest question now is, what should we do if our grandfather dies?"

The male mage spoke. His name was Serakar, a seventh-ring mage and Zhuoya’s cousin.

He was the second-ranked general, and his status was much lower than that of Lamil.

The last female mage sighed and said, "Wait and see what Zhuoya says."

She is also a seventh-ring wizard, her name is Zelaya, and she is Zhuoya’s cousin.

She leads the Third Legion, a recently formed legion.

Lamier was very dissatisfied with their attitude: "Zhuoya is a rebel. What we should do now is to attack the underground palace!"

"Either save people or take revenge!"

Seracar spread his hands and said nothing.

Zelaya objected, "Aunt, if Grandfather is dead, there will be no rebellion. There will only be a new Lord of Glory, because the Empire must have a master."

"You and I both know that."

"Besides, I think my grandfather must be dead. After all, that assassin is so powerful."

Lamil was extremely dissatisfied with what he said, and was about to yell when the door to the underground palace made a "clicking" sound and slowly opened a 20-centimeter gap.

"Crash~~~"

An almost naked corpse slid out from the gap, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, and then lay prone on the ground in an extremely undignified posture.

It is Messiah, the Lord of Light.

Fortunately, the three Shadow Guard generals had already dismissed everyone, so no one outside the Glorious Family saw this embarrassing scene.

Zhuoya's indifferent voice came from the gap in the underground palace's door.

"My grandfather is dead. I killed him. The reason is that he became corrupted and became a puppet of demons and elves, trying to destroy the mortal world!"

As Misai's most favored youngest daughter, Lamil immediately ran forward, took off her cloak and wrapped her father's body.

She shouted at the gate of the underground palace: "Even so, you are not qualified to judge him!"

Everyone saw that the demons and elves were preparing for a full-scale war against the Natural Alliance, so she did not doubt Zhuoya's words.

But even so, she was still extremely angry.

Inside the underground palace, Zhuo Ya asked back: "Who will judge then? You?"

Lamie was speechless.

Zhuo Ya added: "From today on, I will completely control this empire. If you support me as you supported your grandfather, I will also use you as my grandfather did."

"If you insist on opposing me, then I can only apologize."

The three generals looked at each other.

Ramil's face was filled with anger: "Don't even think about it!"

But there was not much hostility on Serakar and Zelaya's faces.

Because they are the second and third generals.

Especially Zelaya, who had just been promoted and did not have much loyalty to the Lord of Light, but instead recognized the abilities of her cousin.

As for Serakar.

He has always been suppressed by his aunt Ramil and is her deputy. He is far less loyal to his grandfather than his aunt, and naturally far less angry than her.

Zoya immediately noticed the split among the three generals, so she directed her firepower on Lamil.

She sneered: "Aunt, even if Grandfather leads the entire empire to the abyss, will you follow him without hesitation?"

Lamil hugged his father's body tightly, his face livid, and looked at the gate of the underground palace with extremely hateful eyes: "Zhuoya, you who killed our ancestors, how can you still have the face to enjoy the glory bestowed by our ancestors?"

Zoya immediately retorted: "My glory is created by myself."

"Forty years ago, the Glorious Empire's national strength was less than one-tenth of what it is today, and its population was less than 60% of what it is today."

"At that time, the Glorious Nations were still fighting each other, and the Empire's economy was on the verge of collapse!"

"It was me who changed everything. It was me who made the Glorious Empire rise to the great country it is today!"

Lamil was speechless again because of what Zoya said.

Forty years ago, no one would have thought that the Glorious Empire would have the great glory it has today.

But her soul was shrouded in anger and resentment, so she retorted: "But no matter what, everything comes from the Lord of Light!"

Zhuo Ya sneered:

"Very good. Since you like to promote the origin so much, the magic weapon you are using now and the equipment you are wearing all come from the efforts of the people of the empire. Shouldn't you think about their fate?"

Ramil said again: "Humph, this is what they should do!"

"Nothing in the world should be done. There is no eternal loyalty, only eternal contracts."

"Protect the people, and they will serve you. If you treat them as dust, they will spit on you and abandon you."

"Absurd! Ridiculous! Evil!"

Ramil screamed hysterically and immediately turned to look at the other two generals.

"Serakar, Zelaya, look, this is Zoya, she's completely crazy!"

Serakar looked hesitant and said nothing.

Zelaya frowned and retorted.

"Aunt, if Grandfather really wants to join forces with the elves and demons as my cousin said, then he is wrong. Very wrong!"

Lamil was startled, with an expression of incomprehension on her face: "Are you going to judge your ancestors too?"

Zelaya lowered her eyes and did not respond, but she did not deny it either.

Obviously, she agreed with Lamil's words.

Lamil became more and more angry: "You are all a bunch of unworthy descendants. The glorious bloodline has completely fallen."

After saying this, she shouted angrily at the gate of the underground palace again.

"Zhoya, I will never serve a king slayer! The legion I lead will never serve you!"

"If you dare to take one step out of the underground palace, my people will tear you into pieces!"

Zhuoya sighed softly and was about to speak, but Serakar, who had been silent all the time, came behind Lamil without her noticing.

He suddenly raised the musket in his hand, aimed it at the back of Lamil's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

“Bang! Bang!”

Two dull noises occurred in succession.

The first sound broke the defensive magic weapon carried by Lamil, and the second sound directly smashed Lamil's head.

The head was blown off, leaving only a headless body and half of a neck that was constantly bleeding.

This sudden change was so sudden that both Zhuoya and Zelaya were shocked.

Zelaya was horrified: "Serakar, what on earth did you do?"

Seracar took out a handkerchief to wipe the white tofu pudding that splashed on his face, and put away the one-handed musket that was still smoking.

"Since my aunt said this, it means she is willing to follow my grandfather, so I will fulfill her wish."

After saying this, Serakar secretly glanced at the gate of the underground palace.

He originally wanted to play dumb and watch the fun, but a voice in his head told him that if he wanted to continue to serve the Glorious Empire instead of retiring to become an insignificant little character, he would have to do something for the new Lord of Gloriousness that she was not convenient to do or even could not say.

He was still young and didn't want to retire. Deep down, he didn't agree with his grandfather's approach.

Because he witnessed with his own eyes the rise of the empire under Zhuoya's governance, and the various equipment they used was also rapidly updated due to the rise of the empire.

If our grandfather continues to do things his way, the empire will surely quickly return to its past state of neither life nor death.

So, he followed the strange voice's advice.

After finishing, he knelt on one knee on the ground.

"Cousin, I am far inferior to you in terms of the ability to govern a country. I am also far inferior to you in terms of practicing magic power, but in terms of fighting skills, even if I am not as good as you, the gap is not that big."

"Now, I am willing to follow you and worship you as the new Lord of Light."

Inside the underground palace, Zhuoya finally came back to her senses.

Although she felt a little reluctant, Serakar's actions did help her solve the biggest problem. But then again, this guy was really vicious.

You can still use him in the future, but you can’t use him as a close minister.

So, she took a deep breath to calm the waves in her heart, nodded and said: "Serakar, very good, I am willing to accept your following."

"So, Zelaya, what about you?"

Zelaya immediately knelt on one knee: "Cousin, I am willing to follow you too!"

"Very good, then you will help me gather the First Shadow Guard, especially to control Aunt Lamir's First Legion."

"Yes, Lord of Light."

The two shadow guard generals turned around and walked out of the underground palace.

After a while, some fighting sounds began to be heard outside the underground palace.

There were the sounds of 'bang bang bang' of muskets and various exploding fluctuations of mana.

After the chaos lasted for about two hours, Serakar and Zelaya returned, followed by a large group of Shadow Guard warriors.

These soldiers also escorted a large number of blood-stained officers, about thirty in number, who were diehard followers of Ramil.

"Lord of Glory, all followers of the Fallen have been purged."

"very good."

"Click, click, click, click."

The heavy door of the underground palace slowly opened.

Zhuoya, dressed in black leather armor, appeared behind the door, with a tall male mage with an indifferent expression and mediocre features standing behind him.

Obviously, this male mage was the powerful assassin from before.

This man withstood the attacks of a large number of shadow guards and killed the three legendary masters head-on with thundering means. In the end, he turned the attacks of a large number of shadow guards into invisible and protected Zhuo Ya.

The strength of his magic power and the power of his techniques are simply unbelievable.

Seeing him standing behind Zhuoya, whether it was Serakar, Zelaya, or the other shadow guards, they all subconsciously tensed their nerves and dared not have any extra thoughts in their minds.

Zhuo Ya clearly felt this, and secretly sighed at Rosen's powerful deterrent power, but she was also secretly worried. She couldn't help but think: "This guy is so powerful, and he keeps coming up with new tricks. How can my Glorious Empire compete with the Natural Empire?"

She was not worried about the other party's assassination. After all, the other party had countless opportunities to kill her and plunge the empire into turmoil.

But he did not take action, which shows that his words about putting the overall interests of mortals first came from the heart.

However, the sadness dissipated after a while in Zhuoya's mind because she figured it out.

"The Glorious Empire was not always powerful. It was just a mortal kingdom. The relative status between nations has always been up and down."

"If you can't win, then forget it. It's useless to fight like grandfather did."

"It's not all bad that the Natural Empire is stronger."

If the Natural Empire is too weak, then when facing the returning Lord of Truth in the future, the Glorious Empire will lose a powerful ally, and the situation will be even worse.

Thinking of this, Zhuoya felt completely relieved.

Then, she gathered her thoughts and issued an order.

"From now on, the former First Shadow Guard First Corps will be disbanded on the spot, all officers will be dismissed, and all soldiers will be confined to the barracks, awaiting follow-up processing."

"Seracar, your Second Legion will be promoted to the First Legion. You will replace Lamil and become the general of the First Legion."

Seracar was delighted: "Yes, Lord of Glory."

"Now, you will embalm the bodies of Master Misai and Master Lamil, and then thoroughly reorganize the former First Legion and be responsible for the security and defense of the entire palace."

"Your First Legion will receive the best magical instruments and treatment."

"Yes, Lord of Light."

"Zelaya, your Third Legion will advance to the Second Legion. Your main task is to be responsible for my safety."

"Yes, Lord of Light."

Zelaya was also very happy.

"Now, take your men and escort me back to the Radiant Gardens."

The Glory Garden is divided into two parts, the back is her bedroom, and the front is the empire's political center.

The old generation of Lord of Glory died, and the new generation of Lord of Glory ascended the throne, so naturally there were a lot of affairs to deal with.

And it has to be handled overnight so that we can get through this turbulent period as quickly as possible.

Zelaya immediately waved his hand, and a large number of elite shadow guards followed Zhuoya and protected her firmly behind them.

Throughout the whole process, Rosen stood behind Zhuoya without saying a word, acting as a silent ballast.

At the same time, Weilan was more than 3,000 kilometers away.

Rosen's main body, who had been in charge of controlling the battle, also heaved a sigh of relief:

"This trip was not in vain, but my work was only half successful."

The Queen has basically taken control of the situation and has become the supreme ruler of the Glorious Empire.

Once she has completely established her foothold and loses the restraint of the Lord of Light, Rosen will completely lose the ability to control her.

Obviously, in terms of the ability to govern the country, Zhuo Ya is much stronger than the Lord of Light! So, although a mad tiger was killed tonight, a more terrifying tiger was also released.

Therefore, he had to take the second step, which was to put a new pair of shackles on the tiger.

A shackle that belonged to him.

You don't need this thing, but you must have it! (End of this chapter)