Chapter 1203 Your King

As the spirit dance proceeds.

On Resurrection Square.

On the 'Gate of the Dead', in the skulls of different creatures, in the originally empty and dark eye sockets.

A pale fire began to flicker.

In the palace.

Shia Palenque Eggers stood on a terrace.

dance to tune.

She is also dancing the spirit dance.

But her movements are more forceful and larger.

In that slightly frantic dance, the queen's silver hair fluttered in the air, dancing like a pale flame.

With the ups and downs of her movements, the white robe fluttered from time to time, making the chest and thighs full of mysterious symbols.

It is looming in the robe.

Both seductive and mysterious.

Those nails that were dyed brilliant gold outlined faint traces of golden light in the darkness.

It seems to be writing some ancient symbols.

Gradually.

The empress's expression was full of frenzy in the sanctity.

The pupils gradually turn up.

Finally disappeared.

Only the whites of the eyes remain.

The entire capital.

The atmosphere became frenzied.

After a few minutes.

Residents began to fall, and they fell to the ground, convulsing.

But the expression was not painful at all, but with a smile.

Very weird.

However, no one noticed the expressions of these residents now.

Everyone has retreated into some kind of frenzy.

Everyone's expression was blurred and extremely excited.

Started yelling.

On the 'Resurrection Square', the little girl screamed and fell to the ground, her body twitched, only the whites of her eyes were left, but the corners of her mouth seemed to be upturned, laughing.

Her mother didn't even notice that her daughter was there just a few seconds later.

Just lost breath.

Lost his life in extreme frenzy and excitement.

The mother soon followed in her daughter's footsteps.

And in the entire capital.

More and more residents died in the spirit dance.

A huge breath of death gradually accumulated in the White City.

These breaths are guided by invisible.

This guidance comes from the 'Pale Queen'.

Under the guidance of Sia Palenque Eggers, that huge breath of death was like a quiet and surging mist.

Silently, but extremely quickly poured into the 'Gate of the Dead'.

This made the countless bones on the gate start to move, making a clicking sound.

In the skulls of various creatures, gray flames burned in the dark and empty eye sockets.

Squeak.

The door swayed, cracking open little by little.

The other side of the square could not be seen through the gap.

But deep, infinite darkness.

Just when the 'Gate of the Dead' slowly opened.

The night sky of the White City suddenly became brighter little by little, as if the night had ended and dawn had come quietly.

The light broke through the sky, fell to every corner of the capital, and shone on the faces of the residents.

They felt the warmth, the strange brightness.

Gradually getting rid of that frantic and blurred state, the eyes gradually gained focus.

They stopped dancing, looked up, and saw a crimson light growing in the night sky.

As if the sun was rising.

This brought scorching heat and dispelled the mist and coldness in the city.

In the palace.

Shia Palenque Eggers stopped dancing, and the red pupils in his eyes reappeared.

He looked at the 'red sun' that illuminated the night sky, his eyes were gloomy.

next moment.

A beam of sunlight was projected down, pointing straight to the 'Gate of the Dead'.

same moment.

Shia Palenque Eggers walked out of the void, appeared on the Resurrection Square, and appeared above the 'Gate of the Dead'.

He raised his hand, unreal, huge bone.

One piece after another sprayed from the ground, spraying into the air like a fountain.

Quickly assembled one bone ash wall after another.

This illusory, translucent bone wall blocks the 'sunlight'.

There was a bang.

Blazing light burst into the night sky.

Then a raging flame burned.

The queen's bone wall was shattered, but the crimson flame could not move forward.

But at this time, countless flaming spears shot over, covering the sky and covering the ground densely, covering the 'Pale Queen' and the gate behind it like a torrential rain.

Shia Palenque Eggers opened his arms, his figure suddenly became unreal, and his breath changed.

For a moment, he was like an illusory god standing above countless undead.

A large number of undead emerged out of thin air, roaring to meet the flaming spears.

Pale and crimson dance together.

Gorgeous fireworks bloom in midair.

In Wangdu, the people screamed and ran around holding their heads.

During this process, people kept stepping on corpses on the ground, only to find their neighbors, friends, children, and parents.

He actually died on the square, which caused another burst of screams.

Amidst such shouts, there was an invisible wind howling and blowing through every corner of the capital.

Let the residents hear a voice.

"see it?"

"See clearly?"

"This is the Empress we trust."

"See what he did?"

"He took our loved ones, He took our friends!"

People can't tell the difference.

This is my own voice.

Or words from other people.

Just as the entire capital fell into chaos, there were girls wearing dark blue cloaks with brilliant blond hair.

Whispering in the ears of the residents of Wangcheng.

"Run away."

"Wangcheng is too dangerous."

"Flee outside the city."

These are the avatars of the 'Dream Weavers', under their 'reminders'.

The residents of the royal capital ran towards the city gate one after another.

One of the avatars suddenly trembled.

Pierced from behind by a bone sword, the figure quickly disappeared like a collapsed shadow.

This exposed an undead creature dressed like a knight in the rear, but actually supported by a skeleton.

More undead creatures are pouring out from Harrij's shadow, and this great nobleman with different-colored eyes is using his 'spiritual vision' to search for the 'spectators' who don't know where they are hiding.

at the same time.

Other demigods and high-ranking persons of the 'Pale Empire', including the 'Death Consul'.

Already dispatched one after another.

They appear in every corner of the city.

Search for the enemy who infiltrated the city at some unknown time.

On Resurrection Square.

Shia Palenque Eggers looked coldly at the figure that appeared in the crimson sun.

Sifa!

He was condescending, looking at the 'Pale Queen'.

He wears the 'Styx Ring' and wields the 'Death Scepter'.

Said with a smile.

"Look, here I come."

"So."

"My queen, don't you kneel down to meet your king?"

Shia Palenque Eggers said at this time: "You scattered your troops and swept across the whole territory to cover up your secret purpose of coming here?"

Xifa shrugged his shoulders: "Isn't this obvious?"

"Do you really think, I will believe that you really give up, really surrender?"

"Your commander is very loyal, no matter what, he is unwilling to reveal what kind of backhand you have."

"In that case, I'll come and see for myself."

"So, your backhand is to resurrect the 'Underworld Emperor' and let your ancestors return?"

"You should know that's impossible, right?"