The palace was full of chaos. The new king and the third prince, Reath, had just received news of the prisoner's escape, but he didn't expect that the prisoner had already hit the door.

He has no experience in dealing with the raids, and in fact, he has no experience in war-related matters.

He didn't understand why the prisoners were attacking the palace. When he first received the news, he issued an order to ask the guards to go to the street to capture the prisoners, and ask the soldiers to guard the city gates, and never let the prisoners escape from the capital.

The Queen Mother's idea was not much the same as her son, and she even naively thought it was a great opportunity to establish prestige for her son.

Now that she learned that these prisoners were about to break into the palace, she could only hold her son tightly and put all hope on the guards.

Manda is very familiar with the palace and the guards. They have poor combat power, especially in terms of emergency response, which is simply terrible. The prisoners are about to rush to the door, but they have not yet formed a formation.

The quality of the guards is so bad, on the one hand, it is a problem with the royal family. Most of the guards are children of nobles. They have not received military training and joined the palace guards just to obtain honors and titles.

The more important reason is the limitation of the God-Punisher. Excellent generals are not allowed to contact the guards. Even a large-scale exercise will attract the attention of the God-Punisher. The guards who had followed Longgesen to fight were basically cleaned up by Barkhon.

The guards caught off guard were responding randomly, and everyone was surrounded by the door, but no one thought to close the door quickly.

It's useless to close the door. The upgraded gold fingers can easily cut the stone table, and naturally they can split the door open.

The only threat posed was the archers on the corridor, with about one hundred people. It was not that these archers were strong, but that they were in a position that was too cheap. The corridor was nearly twenty feet above the ground, and was condescending and shooting at will. Even if Manda had the second-level skill, he might not be able to avoid every feather arrow.

At this time, prisoners need to play their role. The guards have poor combat capabilities and even worse prisoners. They don’t even have weapons. The only value is to be meat shields.

"Roar, rush forward! Those who rush into the palace will become nobles, wealth, fame and women, all of you!"

Under Manda's instigation, the prisoners launched a crazy charge. One hundred archers, even if the arrows are shot without any slightest, can kill up to one hundred people in one round. These archers are very slow in pulling the bow. The time for two rounds of arrows is enough for the group of prisoners to rush to the front of the door.

With the cover of the prisoners, Manda led the eldest prince into the palace gate. The prisoners who were lucky enough to die fought with the guards in the death row. Manda fought out a bloody road with her golden fingers and led the eldest prince to the corridor leading to the hall.

The guards on the corridor were ready for battle. Manda didn't want to be hard-steeled and planned to take a detour, but then an incredible scene happened.

Some guards put down their weapons, some guards chose to leave, and some guards stood beside the prince.

The guards who chose to turn against each other were the confidants of the eldest prince. They hid deeply and even the Minister of the Interior did not know their identities.

The guards who put down their weapons were afraid to attack the royal family members. Although the new king had declared the eldest prince a traitor, and although the eldest prince had been imprisoned in the dungeon for nearly two years, the prince's former majesty made them unable to raise their heads, let alone raise their swords to face each other.

It is wisest to choose to escape the guards. In the past two years, they have seen too many bloody storms. As guards, it is a sin to fight. No matter which side they stand on, all they have is disaster.

After rushing through the corridor and cutting the bolt, Manda broke into the hall, and the third prince, Reath, was trembling with his mother in his arms.

There were less than a hundred guards in the hall, and they picked up their weapons under the leadership of the guard captain.

No, there are more than so many guards in the palace, and some guards have not had time to assemble.

You can't waste time, you have to end this battle as soon as possible.

The guards who followed the eldest prince rushed forward first. After killing more than a dozen guards one after another, Manda walked to the opposite side with the guard captain.

The captain of the guard was very scared, and the long sword in his hand was trembling.

After hesitating for a moment, he still cut a sword at Manda. Manda directly grabbed the sword's edge and cut the sword into two pieces.

The captain of the guard knelt on the ground and begged for mercy to Manda in tears.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me..."

A familiar feeling appeared. In addition to the Shadowless Blade, he also stole Ares' first-level skill, the Fountain of Fear, and could gain power from other people's fears. Whether he killed the gods and punished the warrior or killed Wendel, every time he felt the opponent's fear, his strength would continue to increase.

This skill is just a fuse. After having enough power, another powerful skill will be triggered.

A force was gushing towards his fingertips. Manda smiled fiercely, waved his arms, and black air gushed out from his fingertips.

This is not Ares' skill, this high-level skill can only have one source - this is a gift from Tifeng.

In the end, I still have Tifeng's skills. Is this a betrayal of Hermes?

Manda was not worried or panicked at this moment. He wanted to laugh because this skill was so perfect.

The black gas gathered together and turned into a storm. The people in the hall were rolled onto the roof regardless of their enemies and then left behind. Fortunately, Manda could still do some simple control, otherwise even the eldest prince would be thrown into a meat pie.

Most of the guards were killed by the death of the guards, and the lucky few who died were lying on the ground and dared not get up.

It's the turn of the young king and the queen mother.

But Manda does not intend to do this by herself. Everyone has their own responsibilities. The regicide is not a good reputation.

The two hugged each other and shivered. Manda flashed aside and looked at the eldest prince Niaros in a blink of an eye.

Nearos picked up a long sword from the ground and came to the king and the queen mother.

The Queen Mother wiped her tears and stood up, shouting to the eldest prince: "Nealos, kill me, spare your brother, he is only fifteen years old!"

Nearos met the Queen Mother's first request and killed her.

But he did not let his brother go and cut off his head with one sword.

There was a chaos outside the gate, and the guards of the palace arrived, and the reinforcements of the Minister of the Interior arrived.

Nearos seemed not interested in the battle outside the door, so he picked up his brother's crown, wiped the blood, and took it on his head.

He took a deep breath, sat on the throne, and closed his eyes.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting at this moment, but time seemed to have stopped at this moment. All he left was happiness and intoxication.

Manda could understand his mood, but she didn't know how long he could sit on the throne, maybe for a lifetime, maybe for a day or two, in short, all this had nothing to do with him.

The battle outside the door quickly subsided, and the Minister of the Interior walked into the hall with his old past and saluted Nearos on the throne.

Everyone in the hall was kneeling on one knee, only Manda stood still.

He didn't want to kneel down, nor could he kneel down. At this time, it would be dangerous even if he just lowered his head.

The Minister of Housekeeping was a little dissatisfied with Manda's actions, but he still restrained his emotions and smiled at Manda:

"Marquis Claudesay, you have shown great courage in this battle. Your Majesty the King will not forget your contributions. In the next battle, we will completely eradicate all traitors under the leadership of His Majesty the King!"

The next battle? Who are you talking to? What does this have to do with me?

Manda smiled: "I think I should leave."

The Minister of Internal Affairs frowned and said, "You can't leave yet, the battle is not over yet, and there are still rebels in the capital who are fighting stubbornly."

Manda shook her head and said, "I said I should leave, can't you hear it?"

The Minister of Internal Affairs said with a fierce look on his face: "I said you can't leave, can you hear it?"

"Are you serious about this?" Manda, covered in blood, looked at Nearos on the throne in a blink of an eye.

The Minister of Internal Affairs was shocked and quickly asked someone to step forward to protect the king.

Under Manda's cold gaze, Nearos woke up and warned the soldiers not to approach. He knew that these soldiers could not protect him.

"I will not break my promise, Manda Claudesay, as King Romelu, I enthrone you as the great duke of the kingdom. Even if you don't want to fight for me again, my promise will not change. I will ask people to prepare a carriage, and you can leave the capital at any time."
Chapter completed!