Chapter 349 The Emperor Dies

The dim light illuminated the dark palace, and the atmosphere was quiet and sad.

On the sickbed.

Micto I withdrew his complicated thoughts, looked at his son beside the bed, and waved his hand weakly.

"Go down, Bellaser. I have said everything I should say, and the empire is in your hands."

However, Bellaser Hasoradi shook his head and pressed his head tightly to the ground, refusing to leave.

"Father, I want to stay here and take care of you!"

"Humph!"

Micto I heard this and snorted coldly.

"If you are willing to keep kowtow, then keep it like this!"

Bellaser Hasoradi's body stiffened when he heard this, but he still gritted his teeth, knelt down firmly and kowtowed, keeping this posture motionless.

He didn't dare to leave!

Only when Hasoradi really died and he was guarding the bed, the throne of the empire would be settled.

His brothers are not easy to deal with!

Outside the palace.

The ministers and nobles were in mixed feelings.

There was sadness, but also a sense of relief.

Micto I indeed created a brilliant achievement from a city-state to an empire.

But his majesty was too great, and it was difficult for the nobles to have any extra small movements under the pressure of this emperor.

Moreover, there would be struggles among the nobles because of faith, wealth, power, etc., but all of this was suppressed by Micto I.

Now, he is finally dying.

In addition, several princes also stood outside the hall, staring at the palace, wishing that it was themselves who were guarding Micto's bed at this moment.

What a pity.

Inside and outside the palace, in the sky and on the earth, there were professional strongmen who were loyal to the emperor.

No matter how unwilling they were, they could only endure.

On the bed.

Micto I no longer cared about his son kneeling on the ground beside the bed, nor did he care about the ministers and nobles outside the palace.

His breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he had already felt the emptiness of his soul.

Because he had actually betrayed the faith of the god of death, he knew that it was difficult for him to enter the kingdom of the god of death.

But for the sake of this empire he created, even if his soul did not exist, he was willing.

His empire was not a tool of the god of death.

The night breeze was cool, blowing in from the window of the palace.

The light of the orange magic crystal lamp spread out.

Mikto I suddenly no longer felt the pain in his body and fell into the dying moment.

He recalled his life!

From a prince of a small city-state, he was lucky to be favored by the god of death. Then he ascended the throne, trained soldiers and the army, strengthened the power of the country, and unified all the city-states in the far north of Momed.

Then he went south to the prairie and north to the ice and snow fields to establish the foundation of the northern territory.

Then he led the human race south to the northern border of Ferland, destroyed the northern countries, and established the Hasoradi Empire.

Then he worked hard internally and continued to fight externally, finally defeating the Elf Dynasty and successfully entering Proadas.

Made the entire Ferland submit to the empire.

He fulfilled the highest ideal of the human kings of all generations and led the human race to become the main race in the world!

In the end, the picture in his mind stayed when he sat on the throne of Emperor Proradi and overlooked the ministers and nations.

Finally closed his eyes at this moment!

"In my life, I have been trembling with fear, treading on thin ice, fighting north and south, and finally achieved great success! It is also wonderful. I don’t know if my epic will be circulated on the continent thousands or tens of thousands of years later..."

As Mikto I died.

The guards in the palace and the seventh prince Bellaser Hasoradi learned at the same time!

Then.

Bellaser Hasoradi cried loudly.

"Father, passed away!"

Inside and outside the palace, inside and outside the city of Proradi.

Countless noble ministers, soldiers with sharp weapons, and human civilians knelt down in grief.

"Your Majesty!"

"The great human emperor is dead!"

After Mikto I died.

Bellaser Reinhardt inherited the throne of emperor.

The first order he issued was to imprison several brothers in the capital.

At the same time, he sent messengers to various places in the empire, asking his brothers to rush to the imperial capital to bid farewell to the dead Mikto I.

Then.

On a quiet night.

Belaser Hasoladi walked into the temple of the God of Death Soradis and stayed there for a night before leaving.

When he entered, he was still a legend, and when he came out, he was already a demigod!

Then.

The second emperor Belaser Hasoladi, despite everyone's opposition, abolished all beliefs in gods except the God of Death in the Hasoladi Empire, and forced everyone in the empire to believe in the God of Death.

Thus.

The rebellion broke out!

……..

Mount Heaven.

For the first time, Anatanya sat on the platinum throne, looking at the direction of the Kingdom of the God of Death from afar, and sneered.

"It seems that this God of Death wants to break through the great power by relying on the death and belief of countless creatures in the entire Ferland world."

"He thinks too simply!"