Chapter 257

"..." Alsace's eyes flashed fiercely for a moment, and then returned to normal.

The implication of Levi's words is very simple, that is, he suspects that you, Alsace, are behind this.

Already suspicious to this extent, Alsace would naturally not be able to give Levi a good look.

"Sorry, Your Majesty the Pope, the royal family really has no say in this matter, and we don't know either."

Chapter 65: One-on-one

Hearing Alsace's words, Levi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Haha, Your Majesty, you might as well ask your subordinates again. What if your subordinates have second thoughts and take the opportunity to use the forbidden magic that they have confiscated?"

"You are right. I will ask them today. If they really have evil intentions, I will definitely not forgive them."

"In that case, I'm relieved." Levi smiled and nodded, then stood up.

"By the way, Your Majesty the Pope."

"What's the matter? Your Majesty, please tell me."

"Who told you about the royal family's use of forbidden magic?"

"It's one of my priests."

Levi lied.

"Oh...I know." Arthas nodded.

"In this case, you can leave first. I have something else to do, so I won't send you off."

Levi heard this and left here.

…

On the other side, the peripheral troops were still struggling to hold on, but Orson had already led his people to the central square.

A few months ago, there was an assassination incident here. The late Emperor Odysseus was almost assassinated, but Arthas beside him protected him.

But now, the central square, which was once the busiest, was empty except for the soldiers responsible for searching for formations.

Orson stood on the stage where Odysseus once gave a speech. Through here, he could see several remaining landmarks of Saint Laurent City.

Cathedral, Imperial College, Bell Tower, Grand Hotel...

These landmark buildings and many high towers jointly form the many eyes of the great magic circle of Saint Laurent City.

After a few hours, soldiers came back one after another to report the situation.

As Orson guessed, huge amounts of magic waves were detected underground in those landmark buildings and seemingly useless towers.

move.

Even under the detection of the palace magician, these magic fluctuations pointed to one point.

That is under the square where Orson is now.

"So, facing this kind of magic circle, how to break it?"

Orson muttered to himself, staring at the ground.

Finally, as if he thought of something, Orson quickly called Elsa.

This matter must be discussed clearly with Elsa before it can be implemented.

Elsa was called to the front by Orson. She still didn't understand what happened, but Orson said:

"Your Highness, I have thought of a way to break the magic circle, but it may require you to make some sacrifices."

"sacrifice……"

Hearing this word, Elsa was stunned for a moment, and then asked hesitantly:

"What exactly is it?"

"I need to destroy all those buildings."

Orson said this, pointing to the landmarks in the distance.

"These are landmarks of the city of Saint Laurent and have a very long history, but for the safety of this place, I think they must be demolished."

Hearing Orson's words, Elsa was stunned for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought how much sacrifice you wanted me to make, Orson. If just demolishing these buildings can end this mutation, there must be no problem."

"After all, buildings can be rebuilt after they are destroyed, but human life is the most important thing. I don't want to see soldiers making unnecessary sacrifices because of these buildings."

Elsa said this with a very firm tone.

Hearing this, Orson nodded.

"In that case, I understand."

He then ordered the previously marked buildings to be demolished.

Another half day passed, and after all the buildings were demolished, the celestial phenomena of the eternal night still did not end.

Orson stared at the sky and frowned.

He could still feel that the land he was stepping on was filled with huge magical activity, and it was still supplying energy to the magic circle.

What went wrong?

At this moment, Orson felt the light around him change.

The bright moon that originally hung in the sky has now turned into a scarlet blood moon.

No……

Orson stared at the moon. For some reason, he vaguely felt that it was not like the moon, but like someone's eyes.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the moon changed again. At this time, a bloodshot eye appeared in the night sky, staring at the ground.

Moreover, it seems to be still moving.

At this moment, Orson felt that he was being stared at, and the next second, he disappeared from the eyes of everyone around him.

There was a feeling of weightlessness, and Orson seemed to have fallen into endless darkness, feeling nothing around him.

Time, space, weight, all units used for measurement seem to have lost their meaning here.

I don't know how much time passed, but Orson suddenly fell heavily to the ground, and what appeared in front of him was an Iron Throne.

At this moment, Arthas was sitting on the Iron Throne. He was holding his sword in both hands and looking at Orson in front of him.

"I suddenly changed my mind, Orson."

Arthas said this and stood up.

"All this is because of you?"

Orson stood still, looked at Arthas in front of him, and asked.

"Yes." Arthas nodded.

"You guessed right, from the time the sky turned dark until now, it was all because of me."

"Including the space you are being pulled into now, it is also the secret technique of the royal family."

"So, the so-called forbidden magic is just a cover. The royal family suppresses forbidden magic just to keep a backhand, right?"

"You can understand it this way, but before I became emperor, I really didn't know these. If you hadn't forced me to this point, I wouldn't risk using this magic."

"Can I understand that you are praising me?"

"Of course." Arthas nodded, "Of course I am praising you. Only opponents like you can deserve my final gorgeous victory."

"Using this kind of magic can't be called gorgeous, right?"

When Arthas heard Orson say this, he smiled and shook his head.

"No, no, no, Orson, you don't understand. History is written by the victors. After I became the emperor, I have seen much more darkness than before." "As long as you lose, the history of the future will only remember you as a group of traitors and rebels." Orson heard this and straightened up. "So, why did you pull me in here?" "You are very smart. You can guess that this is a magic circle and the secret of Saint Laurent City. So, I am going to kill you here." Capture the king first. As long as Orson is eliminated, he can still win the final victory with the army outside. After the situation is reversed, those fence-sitters will naturally turn to him. As for Elsa? Without Orson, what is she? "You can't kill me. You and I are both eighth-level, and I have mastered one more magic than you. It is the most stupid behavior for you to fight me one-on-one." "Maybe it was before." Arthas nodded. "But here, my strength is level nine. Do you want to try and see the difference between level eight and level nine?"

As he said this, Arthas lifted the hilt of his sword and disappeared directly in front of Orson.

Orson also closed his eyes.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to gain the upper hand in the battle on the opponent's home field, and he could only wait quietly for him to reveal a flaw.

So, he waited quietly in place.

After a while, there was a gust of wind behind him, and Orson instantly used the magic barrier to defend himself and leaned forward.

But the next second, the magic barrier was instantly broken, and Orson was also knocked several meters away.

"Orson, accept your fate, this is the gap between you and me."

"This is also the gap between the royal family and other bloodlines."

Chapter 66: Ending

A few minutes later, Arthas had no intention of giving in to Orson, and there was never any margin for a level nine master to face the level eight.

Every move was full-strength, and every move was intended to kill with one blow, leaving no room for Orson.

Orson was exhausted from defending himself. Even though he had more magic skills than Arthas, he still couldn't achieve cross-level combat. Desperate defense was his last resort.

Arthas watched Orson stubbornly resist his moves without collapse. In addition to admiration, he wanted to kill him.

Orson was less than 20 years old this year. If he waited until he was 30 or 40 years old, no one in the empire would be able to threaten him.

Even for the future of the empire, he had to get rid of Orson here.

Thinking of this, Arthas's eyes became more fierce.

"Orson, I'm going to get serious from now on."

As he said this, the long sword in his hand glowed silver, and its power increased a lot compared to before.

Orson didn't speak. He was concentrating on defending against Arthas, waiting for the change of the battle opportunity.

Then, Arthas swung a sword in the direction of Orson, trying to cut Orson in half directly.

Orson also realized that this sword energy was unusual, and he concentrated all his magic power to release a barrier to protect himself. At the same time, he also drew his sword to resist the aftermath of the sword energy.

As expected, the moment the sword energy hit the magic barrier, it destroyed the magic barrier, and continued to attack Orson with the remaining potential energy.

Orson once again swung his sword with all his strength, barely blocking it, but he was inevitably affected.

"Raven, you should know that he works for me, right?" Arthas said this, as if giving Orson a little breathing time, but he never stopped swinging the sword, and Orson could only keep parrying.

"I sent him to assassinate Litt, but he hasn't come back yet. He must have been found by your people, right?"

"I should have guessed it long ago. You have cooperated with the Orchid Tavern. Their boss should be your man, right?"

"And the assassin who assassinated my father before, should have been sent by you, right? I don't know what means you used, and you can even make an alibi, but you and I both know it very well."

"You have been planning everything since a long time ago, just because you are afraid of me!"

As he said this, Arthas' tone suddenly became heavier, and the power of swinging the sword became stronger and stronger.

Every time Orson received a sword, his body sank a little.

"You are afraid of my strength, my power, and my allies! So you keep dividing and disintegrating my forces, I know it! Because in the entire empire, only you will do this!"