Chapter 259 Potion as Strong as a Dragon
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In the following days, Yang Feng was involved in different banquets.
Garza held one banquet after another, introducing Yang Feng to his supporters.
Seeing Yang Feng, an established noble with great power, join their camp, those middle and small nobles strengthened their confidence in Garza's victory. At the same time, those aristocrats continued to show their courtesies to Yang Feng. In less than three days, he had received more than a dozen beautiful women, and he accepted them one by one without hesitation.
On the fourth day, Yang Feng received the order from Morris En 2867 to summon him.
"Victory Palace! This is the Victory Palace!!"
Standing in front of the palace, Yang Feng looked at the exquisite, luxurious and beautiful palace with walls as high as 50 meters, and there was a strange light in his eyes.
The royal palace of the Morrison Empire is called Victory Palace, which means invincible. After the construction of the Victory Palace, His Majesty, the first emperor of the Morrison Empire, asked the gods to bless them.
Under the blessings of the gods, countless permanent magic spells were obtained in the Victory Palace. As long as the gods are not dead, the magic spells will not disappear. Under the blessings of those gods, the walls of the Victory Palace could not be smashed even by gods with weak divine power levels. In the sky of Victory Palace, not even many demigods can fly.
Such a strong imperial palace has suffered countless bloodshed in history. Numerous palace coups took place before this palace, and died in this palace. More than 500 people of the Morrison Empire were involved in the coup.
After only stopping for a moment to take a look, Yang Feng followed the attendant and continued walking towards the palace.
As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the gate of the imperial palace, one after another powerful detection magic spells immediately fell from the gate, covering Yang Feng's body.
The blasphemous robot above Yang Feng's head quickly simulated the mental fluctuations of the fanatics of the goddess of the magic net.
If unbelievers are found in the holy city of Blue City, they will be sent to the stake.
The magic test of the Victory Palace is much stronger than the test of the city gate, but it was still deceived by the mental fluctuations of Yang Feng, the fanatic follower of the magic net goddess.
The attendant who led Yang Feng looked at Yang Feng silently for a while, and found that Yang Feng had no other changes under the test of divine arts, so he led Yang Feng to continue walking towards the palace.
Inside the meeting hall. Maurice En 2867th sat high on the throne, overlooking the bottom, and in the old and cloudy eyeballs, there was a flash of indifference.
An official said: "Your Majesty, Earl Ian, the Earl of Red Earth, has arrived."
Morrison 2867th said indifferently: "Let him in!"
Yang Feng slowly stepped into the meeting hall.
As soon as he entered the meeting hall, Yang Feng felt an incomparably powerful coercion coming from the golden throne, as if the person on the golden throne was the master of the world, and no one could tolerate disobedience.
In this meeting hall, they are also blessed by the gods. One of the blessings is the coercion of the emperor. As soon as you enter this meeting hall, you will be affected by the coercive magic of the emperor, and you will be in awe of the man on the throne unconsciously. Some people with weak minds, under the coercion of the emperor, the pressure in their hearts will increase sharply, and they will not even be able to speak clearly.
"Ian, Earl of Red Earth, Miracle City of Weichen,
I have seen His Majesty! "
Yang Feng stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, and saluted Morris En 2867th.
In the Morrison Empire, the highest etiquette for nobles to meet the Emperor is to salute on one knee. Normally, those nobles saw His Majesty the Emperor. It's all about bowing slightly and saluting. But when Yang Feng came to see Morrison 2867 for the first time, he had to kneel down on one knee.
Morris En 2867 looked at Yang Feng curiously, and said lightly: "Get up!"
Yang Feng stood up and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Morrison 2867th suddenly said: "Ian, I heard that you have robbed hundreds of millions of gold coins from Molinson province, is there such a thing?"
A series of gloating eyes focused on Yang Feng. The officials of the Garza department became nervous one by one. If Yang Feng didn't handle it well, it would be a catastrophe.
Morrison 2867th has a very weird temper, and as he gets older, he kills people faster and faster. More and more unscrupulous.
Standing among the courtiers, Buso was also sweating coldly, fearing that Yang Feng would be killed by the order of Morrison 2867 if he didn't respond well.
Yang Feng smiled lightly and said, "It's true!"
King Morrison 2867's eyes lit up immediately.
Yang Feng added calmly: "However, Governor Buso is a famous general of a generation. After being defeated by him forty-four times in a row, I finally came to my senses. And I returned all the looted property to you. Those nobles who were looted by the humble ministers."
Morrison 2867th's face suddenly became gloomy. He originally planned to extract hundreds of millions of gold coins from Yang Feng and use them for fun.
An official from the eldest prince's line jumped out and shouted loudly: "Ian. Did you pay it back after you said it? Do you have evidence of returning the property to those poor nobles who were looted by you! If not, then To deceive His Majesty is the crime of deceiving the King."
Morrison 2867's face became even more gloomy.
Yang Feng smiled slightly, flipped his hands, and three bottles of magic potions that glowed like blood appeared in his hands: "Your Majesty, I am a magician, and at the same time, I am a potion master who is proficient in potions. When I studied potions and traveled around the world, I found a potion prescription passed down from ancient times. That potion prescription is as strong as a dragon! As a man, I studied this prescription and successfully made it A few bottles of potions as powerful as dragons. I want to dedicate these bottles to you!"
Morris En 2867's eyes were fixed, a flash of excitement flashed, and he shouted impatiently: "Present!"
Dragon-like strength This potion, once taken by a man, can make that man maintain vigorous energy and terrifying physical strength like a dragon, and not only has no side effects, but also has the effect of strengthening the body. This is the potion that all the emperors and nobles in the world like to take before the battle of the gods.
However, due to its strength like a giant dragon, this kind of potion was not valued at all in the era of the war of the gods. Only then disappeared in the long river of history.
In the Victory Palace, there are also many potion masters who specially prepare various potions for His Majesty the Emperor to take. But none of those potions could match the legendary potion of dragon-like strength.
An attendant stepped down from Morris En 2867 and came to Yang Feng.
Yang Feng directly handed the three bottles of dragon-like powerful magic potions to the attendant, and the attendant took the potions and walked towards Morris En 2867th.
Morrison 2867 clapped his hands lightly, and the light and shadow around him twisted, a hook-nosed, thin figure, wearing a magician's robe, with a hint of haze between his brows Appeared suddenly.
After Yang Feng saw the magician, his eyes shrank slightly. The magician's spiritual power is as huge as the sea, and he is clearly a legendary magician.
The magician took the dragon-like strong magic potion, opened it and smelled it, stretched out his hand, and a drop of dragon-like strong potion flew up and fell into his mouth.
The magician whispered: "Your Majesty, these three bottles of potion are real, and they are indeed the powerful potion of the lost potion dragon. If these three bottles of potion were indeed refined by Ian, then he really A top potions master."
Morrison 2867th smiled and said, "Very good, Ian, I really like the potion you offered. I want these bottles of potion and the potion prescription in your hand!"
Yang Feng smiled and handed a potion prescription to the guard beside him: "This is the potion prescription."
The guard immediately handed the potion prescription to Morrison 2867.
Morris En 2867 put it away, and threw the prescription to the magician beside him. Seeing that Yang Feng was much more pleasing to the eye, he smiled and said, "Ian, I will accept your treasure." Now, what reward do you want, tell me!"
"The treasures presented by this minister can make Your Majesty happy, that is the greatest honor of this minister. It is also my lifelong wish to serve Your Majesty." Yang Feng smiled slightly, then his tone changed, pointing at the The official who jumped out said: "This person interrupted your majesty's words and framed the minister before I obtained your majesty's permission when I was talking with your majesty. I also ask your majesty to be the master for me and return the minister. A justice."
Morrison 2867's indifferent gaze fell on the official.
The official's legs softened, and he begged bitterly: "Your Majesty, I did not frame him, Your Majesty, I... I really did not frame him."
Morrison 2867th said indifferently: "Martini, you dare to frame the nobles of the empire. Come here, drag it down, hang it!"
Martini collapsed on the ground, with snot and tears running down his face, kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, I did not frame him!! Your Majesty!"
Several guards came from the side, grabbed Martini, and dragged him outside.
All the eyes in the hall were focused on Yang Feng, many of them were full of jealousy and fear.
Yang Feng watched the scene where Martini was being dragged out, and he couldn't help feeling a chill in the depths of his eyes.
A court official was dragged out and killed within a few words, without even going through a trial.
The degree of danger of Morrison 2867 can be imagined, he is simply the stupid king among the stupid kings. With such a faint king sitting on the throne, Yang Feng also felt that his fate was completely out of his control. (To be continued.)