Chapter 1353: Making a Fake Come True

Hearing the question from the man in black, the old man smiled, but he just smiled without answering.

Shaking his head lightly, the old man said slowly, "You don't need to know why, I will help you do this myself, just wait patiently."

"Remember, patience is our greatest friend." The old man walked out of the study as he spoke.

The man in black watched the old man leave with confused eyes, but he finally became firm and chose to trust.

...

Near the hour of dawn.

Hideout of Union Emperor Pyotr Romanov.

Some muffled footsteps sounded, and the old servant Renly appeared. With aged steps, he walked up to Peter Romanov who had been waiting for a long time, and reported: "Your Majesty, those people have moved. As you expected, they really It's a bit too much, in order to climb up, at all costs, even for the interests of the alliance."

"Hmph!" Peter Romanov made a strong nasal voice, with neither anger nor sarcasm on his face, "I knew it would happen. Then, let them get the 'reward' they deserve, notify the troops, and act immediately , if they can admit their mistakes in time, give them a chance, and come before me to repent. If they fight to the end, then don’t hesitate to execute them on the spot! Go!”

After finishing speaking, Peter Romanov waved his hand, raised his hands and gestured his feet, and his whole body was full of evil spirits.

"Yes." The old servant replied, but did not move.

Peter Romanov blinked, looked at what the old servant thought of, and added: "Oh, by the way, contact Oscar to see me, I need him to help with some follow-up matters."

"Yes." The old servant nodded, but still did not move.

Peter Romanov looked at the old servant, and couldn't help frowning. At this time, the old servant slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of red eyes, and looked at Peter Romanov.

Peter Romanov's eyes widened suddenly, he took a step back guardedly, his whole face turned cold, and he questioned, "You're not Renly."

"Yes, I'm not." The old servant had a grim smile on his face, and said slowly, "Your Majesty, please call me...Death."

Peter Romanov suddenly pursed his lips, stared at the old servant, and snorted coldly the next moment,

Three black shadows flew out of the body, attacking in three directions: left, right, and up.

"Huh—wow—"

The air in the underground hall fluctuated violently. At the position where the black shadow rushed forward, the air was first compressed and then shattered. Even the space seemed to have cracks. Intense brilliant energy rays gushed out and blasted towards the old servant. .

Three black shadows, each of them has the strength not to lose to the fourth-level wizard.

After all, this is the emperor of the alliance. Although he is just an ordinary person, it does not mean that he is as fragile as an ordinary person.

The three secret guards have been protecting them like shadows, and their strength is enough to solve almost all the dangers in this world. With them, the Alliance Emperor is almost invincible—unless there is something wrong with him, there will be almost no accidents due to external attacks.

But unfortunately, the three secret guards encountered the near-zero chance of accidents today. What they encountered was one of the few masters of the Ring of Truth—Red Moon.

The energy released by the three shadows shattered the camouflage clothes, exposing the light gray moon phase robe worn by Hongyue.

The robe kept swinging under the energy attack, but there was no damage. At this time, Hongyue stepped forward, ignored the three powerful shadow guards, looked directly at the alliance emperor Peter Romanov, and said coldly: "My lord, What are you afraid of, what are you resisting? Don't you know that death is something that no one in this world can resist, so... just accept it calmly!"

"Wow!"

As Hongyue finished speaking, suddenly there was a sound like a broken glass vessel resounding around, as if a container had been knocked over, followed by the contents of the container flowing out.

In an instant, the entire underground hall was illuminated by the blood-red moonlight projected from nowhere.

The three shadow guards were in the blood-red moonlight, their bodies froze slightly at first, and then "bang bang bang" three times in a row, exploded one after another, turning into three balls of blood mist.

The blood mist gradually dissipated in the bloody moonlight, like a large stream of water vapor rising from the river. Alliance Emperor Peter Romanov suddenly felt a little damp. When he looked down, he found blood beads appearing on the skin of his body.

Part of the blood was from the dead three shadow guards, but more of it was seeping from his body—the blood was being forcibly drawn out of his body, more and more, faster and faster , until drained.

Feeling the rapid disappearance of life force, Peter Romanov swallowed hard, stared at Hongyue and wanted to say something, but he only uttered a short syllable, and fell to the ground with a black eyes.

"Dry……"

"boom!"

As Peter Romanov fell to the ground, the blood-red moonlight in the hall flashed and quickly faded away.

Hongyue glanced at Peter Romanov's body, showing a slight smile, and then coughed, her face was a little pale, as if the attack just now had consumed him a lot.

But it's all worth it.

"call--"

Hongyue let out a foul breath, walked up to Peter Romanov's corpse, pressed both hands, and the corpse disappeared out of thin air, then turned and left.

The underground hall returned to its usual empty appearance, and everything seemed like nothing had happened—no one died, and no one came.

"Boom!"

At this time, dawn came on the ground, and the bronze bell on Shaar's bell tower was rang.

...

"Boom!"

Three days later, that is, the fourth day of the five days promised by the alliance emperor Peter Romanov, the dull copper bell rang in Char City.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A total of thirteen copper bells rang, one after another, from the large and small bell towers in Shaar City, which represented the beginning of the state funeral.

The sounds collided and gathered together, and finally rushed towards the palace in the center of the city.

The voice passed through the palace gate, where soldiers in black armor were standing.

The sound passed through many palaces, and the inside and outside were full of mourning servants.

Finally, the sound reached the bedroom deep in the palace, which was full of court officials and members of the royal family.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The lingering sound of the bell echoed, and a corpse wrapped in a golden blanket was carried out. It was the corpse of the Union Emperor Peter Romanov.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the body was carried by several princes into a magnificent coffin, and then the coffin was carried into a carriage. The carriage was driven out of the palace amidst wailing and mourning, surrounded by the crowd.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the whole city was completely blank on the ground.