Phi-Fic Chapter 1092 The head is about to be twisted off
Chapter 1092 The head is about to be twisted off
Chapter 1092 The head is about to be twisted off
Pledge allegiance? Do they know who they are? Prince Gurarata, the first in line to the throne of the Rio royal court, dares them to ask him to pledge allegiance? Are they crazy?
Gulalata was filled with disbelief at this moment. He did not think that he had heard it wrong. The power of the Sword of Truth prevented him from doubting his ears. He just thought that the other party's words were too ridiculous.
"Gularata, the first heir to the Rio Royal Court, the one in power now is your uncle, Nicola Rio. Eh, Nicola? I hate this name." Anthony complained, and then said:
"He is thirty-six years old this year. He became the Swordsman of Truth six years ago. He is quite powerful. He is so young, unmarried, and has two illegitimate children..." Anthony took out a piece of paper, which was the one that Silver Coin had just stuffed into his pocket.
Of course, Silver Coin would collect information on the high-level officials of the Rio Royal Court, but Gulalata was the kind of guy who seldom appeared in public and was very low-key, so he didn't remember the other party's information and needed to look for it.
Anthony read out his identity accurately, which made Gulalata's heart sink. The other party knew him, which meant that what he said just now was not a joke.
Do these people really want him to pledge allegiance, or else they will kill him? Are they crazy? Aren't they afraid of attracting an attack from the entire Rio royal court?
"Then do you know what you are doing? You are asking the heir of an empire to be loyal to you, you know..." Guralata said angrily, but was interrupted by Anthony before he could finish his words.
"Wait a minute, you are just one of the caravan systems of the Shenguan Chamber of Commerce, not an empire. Has the empire you are talking about been recognized by the Grand Consul?" Anthony criticized mercilessly.
Gulalata's breath was stuck in his chest and his face turned red. Indeed, the organizational structure of the Divine Light Alliance was just a chamber of commerce, and the six major departments were just caravans or branches under the name of the chamber of commerce.
It's just that this Chamber of Commerce is too huge. Today, it has encompassed dozens of main material planes and hundreds of abyssal planes, with a population of billions. Its territory is so vast that an airship cannot fly out of it for months.
Such a large organization certainly cannot be managed using the caravan model. In fact, the organizational structure of each major department has long developed into an empire model.
They also secretly call themselves a certain empire. The name of the Shenguan Chamber of Commerce has disappeared for many years, and the alliance rarely uses it. Externally, they basically use titles such as the Rio Royal Court and Emperor Joseph, intentionally or unintentionally separating themselves from "Shenguan".
However, it doesn’t matter what they are called behind the scenes. To the Great Ruler, they are the Shenguan Chamber of Commerce, and their organizational structure is that of a chamber of commerce. The parliament does not recognize such things as an empire or a kingdom.
This is also the reason why the File Empire has been calling them the Chamber of Commerce. While belittling their enemies, they cannot deny it and hold their breath.
Now that Gulala was emphasizing this in front of him, he almost choked himself to death. He couldn't deny it either, so he could only be stubborn and say, "Whether the Grand Chancellor admits it or not is none of your business. Does the Grand Chancellor know you? Does the Chamber of Commerce need to tell you about its policies?"
Although he was tough, the Empire didn't dare to mention it again: "You asked me to pledge allegiance, do you take the Court of Rio seriously?"
Anthony smiled slightly: "I won't mention whether I take Rio Court seriously, but I definitely don't take you seriously. Guess, if I beat you to death, will those people in Rio Court be very happy?"
Gulala's face changed, as if he was hurt, and he glared at Anthony angrily.
"You see, stupid people are so difficult to deal with. You shouldn't glare at me now, but think about what choice to make. You don't think I dare not kill you, do you?" Anthony said helplessly.
People who are self-righteous are particularly difficult to deal with. They have their own set of perceptions. Even if you have explained it to them very clearly, they still follow their own perceptions and ignore what others say.
Anthony turned to Duroken and said, "Duroken, come here, grab his head and twist it slowly until he surrenders or twists it off."
"No, it's so dirty, what are you doing there?" Duroken said with disgust, but still walked over, grabbed Gulalata's head and twisted it.
"Me? Fight? Why don't you come and fight, and let me twist it." A spirit emerged from Anthony's body, and then it shrank suddenly - the spirit was possessed.
"No, no, this head feels great. Let me do it." Duroken quickly refused and continued to apply force on Gulalata's head.
Duroken's actions naturally alarmed the mourning undead soldiers in the air. Seeing that Gulalata was being killed, they were so scared that their souls flew out of their bodies and swooped down with roars.
Anthony's holy light flashed and he went forward to meet it.
Nagris was surprised and asked, "He doesn't want to fight six mourning undead soldiers alone, does he?"
"No, he's just playing around because an adult is around. But it's not impossible. His holy light does extra damage to undead creatures." Duroken continued to speak with strength in his hands, but he spoke calmly. From his tone, one could not tell that he was twisting someone's head.
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the mourning undead soldiers who wanted to force his way forward sprayed holy light from all seven orifices and let out a shrill soul-stirring scream.
The Mourning Undead Soldier relied on his thick skin and flesh and tried to withstand Anthony's attack, but he didn't expect Anthony to hit him with a Holy Light Judgment, which almost evaporated his soul.
His eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all glowing, as if someone had stuffed a magic crystal light bulb into his head. He screamed miserably and retreated, scaring the rest of the mourning undead soldiers: "What...what kind of power is this?"
They all felt something different from the holy light and the screams.
It's okay as long as he didn't go around it. Anthony didn't respond, but waved the scepter slowly. The Pope's scepter is actually a hammer and axe. In the hands of the Pope, it is a symbol of power, but in Anthony's hands, it is a sharp weapon.
Realizing that Anthony was not someone who could be ignored, the remaining five mourning undead soldiers looked at each other and flew towards Anthony.
"Good!" Anthony shouted excitedly. This kind of melee was what he liked most. It would be a headache for him if they could keep a distance and break through separately, or have one person to entangle him and the others to bypass him. After all, he was alone.
After blocking for more than a dozen times, the mourning undead soldiers also thought of this, and one of them shouted loudly: "Go around, I'll stop him."
There was no other way. Of the remaining five mourning undead soldiers, one was left to entangle Anthony, and the other four had to bypass and break through.
But how could an undead mourning soldier hold Anthony back? After just two moves, Anthony hit him on the head with his stick. The holy light bombarded him, making his head buzz.
Anthony took the opportunity to rush towards another mourning undead soldier, forcing the other to turn around and deal with him.
The remaining three rushed towards Duroken desperately, because Clarata's head was almost twisted behind her back.
But unfortunately, Silver Coin swung up the coin bag and blocked the front. Nagris also spat at the mourning undead soldier who pounced on him from the side, and then the other party watched helplessly as the skin that his saliva touched began to turn silver.
"I surrender, I surrender, I surrender." Gulalata finally couldn't bear it anymore. He heard the sound of his cervical vertebrae being dislocated and it was about to break.
It turns out that he is really going to die, these people are really going to kill him. It doesn't matter if he is a royal family or the successor. If it's any later, his head will be twisted off.
After dedicating their loyalty oath, Negris asked curiously, "They risked their lives to save you. Do they have a spiritual connection with you?"
Thank you Mijia, the domineering wolf man, for the reward.
(End of this chapter)