Chapter 271 The Elector

"They should have lived! You idiot, we have a gentler way to change! Don't you feel guilty at all?"

"We are all prepared to die for the sake of the world. I only regret that I couldn't deceive the "Master of Death" and delay more time for Midel."

"That's three hundred and eleven human lives! Idiots! It's all your fault! What? Not convinced? Do you still want to start the second industrial revolution?

Letting demons use automatic machine guns sounds like a good idea, hahaha~"

Under the dark night, in the secret room of Nunn Engineering College, an old scholar held the collar of a young scholar and mocked the young man harshly.

Another middle-aged man sat on the sofa, covering his eyes with his hands, shaking with sobs from time to time.

A gentle knocking sound suddenly sounded outside the stone door of the secret room that was locked by a mechanism. The uninvited guests interrupted the argument in the room and plunged the underground into an unspeakable silence.

"It's coming."

The old scholar seemed to have lost all his strength and loosened his grip on Klaus's collar.

The three survivors glanced at each other for the last time in unison, and all the friction and contradictions they had had disappeared in the last look at each other.

There is no escape, now is the last moment.

The survivors took off the "Light of Doom" badges on their chests, held on to the faith they had when they gathered together in Nunn, and used remote control devices to activate the nearest explosive devices.

They still have the ability to resist. When they first built this secret room, the colleagues of "Doomsday Light" were prepared to die together.

"For all mankind!"

The hoarse shouts were blocked by the thick rock walls, and none of the knights patrolling everywhere noticed the drastic changes within the heavy protection.

High-pitched laughter echoed in the shadows around the scholars, swallowed up by human cries.

The earth-shattering explosion woke up Nunn City, and special messengers rushed through the streets with urgent reports.

"The Imperial College of Engineering explodes!" The mysterious assassin reappears! The last survivor of the "Midiel Project" died, and the "Knights of the Scarlet Spurs" failed in their defense! People are calling for the removal of Grand Master Sebastian and all the inner ring knights! 》

The urgent news spread all over Nunn, and even at night, it could not affect the sales of the newspaper.

How can any public afford to read the latest newspaper? Even wealthy Nunn citizens cannot afford a newspaper, which is a status symbol.

The so-called people are just an excuse for the nobles and officials.

Not even the bodyguard knights of the Elector of Wesenland could guarantee the safety of the scholar, and not even a shadow of an assassin was seen.

Either the knights were too useless, or the mysterious assassin was incredibly powerful.

The powerful people prefer the former. If it is the latter, there will be no safe people in Nunn.

In the crumbling ruins of the original Imperial College of Engineering, darkness squirmed gently. A short humanoid figure lifted the explosion-proof blanket, left the temporary shelter built with the help of the environment, emerged from the ruins, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Altdorf, Royal Palace.

The elector's night party was still going on, and the drastic changes thousands of miles away did not disturb the tranquility of Reikland.

The new Grand Duke of Midden made impassioned speeches to the rulers, inspiring the Empire to launch a new round of holy war against Sylvania.

It seems that the newly succeeded Prince of Kronborg is somewhat as brave as the Todbringer family, although he is just a sideline who appeared out of nowhere.

The Baron of Nordland, who also believed in the god Ulric, supported the Grand Duke. They had frictions over territorial claims, but at this time it was time to speak out unanimously.

Middenheim's new Grand Ulric, Christopher Ul Ulik, twitched his nose suspiciously, miraculously fell into silence, and did not make any remarks along with the Elector of Middenheim.

This made the Archbishop of the Church of Sigmar wisely keep his mouth shut. Although they had only just taken office, they had scolded each other quite a lot in private. It was better to show the unity of the empire in such public occasions.

"Uric's Divinely Chosen Champion", "Gryphon Emperor", "Sigmar's Living Incarnation", "Pious One" Magnus looked hesitantly at the Elector of Middenland who stood up to give a speech, as if he was carefully screening him. What.

In the dimly lit hall, gradually only the sound of the Grand Duke's speech was left. The other electors looked at each other with their eyes, trying to figure out the thoughts of the three special religious beings.

The halfling chief elder of the Mutt Territory did not dare to speak. He exchanged glances with the two electors of the Ivey Territory and the Stir Territory, and finally fell silent together.

When Great Ulric looked at the Grand Duke of Middenland with more and more sharp eyes, the Archbishop gradually came to his senses. He made the gesture of a double-tailed comet in front of his eyes and looked at the Grand Duke with Sigma's sacred vision.

There was an awkward silence in the palace. Just when the situation was about to get out of control, a tall man silently walked towards the entrance of the hall, interrupting the inexplicable tense situation.

"Oh~oh~oh~you are here, my son."

The magnetic low male voice said with a smile, but his tone was more cruel and cold.

The electors all looked at the intruder, and their hostility was resolved by the intruder's grace with just one glance.

He was a melancholic and handsome nobleman, and his dark red vintage palace dress made him look even more arrogant.

Silver and gold threads decorated the being walking in the darkness. The precious metal did not take away the man's elegance, but only highlighted the sharpness of his black eyes.

The thick black hair swayed casually as he walked, and the flowing hair was enough to attract the souls of all the girls in Altdorf. Who would be hostile to such an unruly nobleman?

Magnus stood up from the throne, white flames flashed from his eyes. The emperor held the handle of Gael Malaz's hammer. Only then did the electors react and pulled out the rune sword. Take a stance to meet the enemy.

The "Elector of Middenland" opened his mouth in embarrassment, and was about to say something, but was hit by the holy flames thrown by the archbishop, and screamed, revealing his true form.

The red and gold carpet was scorched, and in the flames, a bald humanoid monster hurriedly avoided the Nordland Baron's slashing.

"Manfred von Carstein! Your Majesty, Ulric! You are so brave!"

A vampire sneaked into the meeting of electors. This sad fact made all the great lords almost laugh out loud.

"Despicable kleptocrat! Where is Duke Bill Dauphin?"

Manfred wisely wasted no time and disappeared into an empty shadow in the blink of an eye.

Unable to vent their anger, the electors all looked at the guests who came late at night. The elector of Hawkland called out to the guards loudly, and the footsteps of approaching soldiers sounded one after another.

The mysterious nobleman did not panic. He leaned over and bowed to the emperor slowly.

"I'm sorry, my Lords, Your Majesty, but I have to bring you bad news."

"Who are you?"

"Count Sylvania, Your Majesty." Vlad saluted the emperor again.

"You forgot me when you summoned the Electors, please forgive me for coming uninvited."

The expressions on the electors' faces were so wonderful that even Magnus couldn't help but laugh.

"I suppose the dead have no right to be electors."

"guard!"

"Die! Bastard!"

"Welcome the judgment of Sigmar! Lord of Vampires!"