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"Hmph, this is my home, of course I want to come back."

Daniel's eyes were stern and coldly hung on the Marquis Fuller, "I'll just ask once, where is my grandpa?"

In an instant, Daniel's desire to fight suddenly increased a little, as if he was posing as if he would take his sword in if he didn't make a deal with someone.

Marquis Fuller's eyes twitched, cursing Daniel's adventures, how could he achieve such a powerful breakthrough in such a short period of time?

Before he could react more, another intimidation was heard.

"Yes, where is my uncle?"

Everyone turned their eyes again and found that behind Daniel, another handsome blonde young man stepped into the door.

He held a harp in his hand, his face full of indignation. His fingertips plucked the strings from time to time. The rapid sound of the piano made the atmosphere on the scene more cramped and tense, as if there was an invisible fluctuation controlling people's emotions.

"Blake Leighton?!"

“Level 5,5!”

Most of them were the ministers and relatives of the old king Fern, so they naturally recognized Daniel's cousin, Black Leighton.

But that weak and useless child at the time actually became a level 5 strong man today!

You should know that the level 5 strength is usually called a great knight and a great magician in this world. If placed in the kingdom army, it is often the kingdom general who commands the first army!

But how did this Black Liton do it? This is a level 5 that many outstanding and powerful people can never reach in their entire lives!

Compared to Daniel, who had once had a reputation, Black Liton, who reappeared in front of them, there was no doubt that these people at the scene were even more amazed.

There are far more than Daniel and Black.

Behind them, Jem Connor, the saint of the Fierce Wind Sword who turned into an old servant, held the sword with one hand, and his momentum was fully opened. The strong murderous aura that came with fierce attacks almost suppressed the entire audience.

Behind the old sword saint Jem, Wu Hui and the flame queen Liliana were slowly approaching.

As soon as they reached the Duchy of Holy Violet, they received secret messages from loyal servants. When Daniel heard that the old king Fern was in danger, he immediately rushed over with Wu Hui and his gang.

When he walked to the Kingdom's bedroom, he knew that something was wrong at first sight. The guards of Marquis Fuller were guarded by the entrance, so even Daniel refused to let him enter, and even tried to arrest Daniel and others under the pretext.

Daniel, who was born in the royal family, naturally knew what was going on. He was angry and drew his sword on the spot, killed several guards in a row, and rushed straight into the bedroom.

However, compared to the common hatred of the previous three, Wu Hui and Liliana seem much more low-key.

Wu Hui himself has no power, and Liliana is not in a hurry to reveal her identity. The two of them are like audiences outside the royal mutiny, looking at everything around with interest.

This time he went from the Kingdom of God to the mortal world, so he naturally wanted to watch a good show, although this kind of show has been performed in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

However, out of support for his little brother, Wu Hui raised his hand and issued an order to the hundreds of fully armed Herus guards behind him: "Enclose the place, no one is allowed to enter or exit."

"yes!"

With a mighty echo, a series of heavy and neat running sounds immediately came from outside the bedroom.

Soon, everyone inside the bedroom clearly saw that there were figures swaying outside the window, and hundreds of Herus warriors, who were known for their bravery and good fighting, really surrounded the entire bedroom.

The most damn death, these hundreds of brave and warlike Herus warriors all have terrible level 5 strength, and the leader in the leader actually reached the deadly level 7 holy level!

These loyal Herus warriors were naturally the result of Wu Hui's personal promotion after getting rich overnight. However, these extremely powerful warriors fell into the hearts of the ministers who were now forced to palace, like a mountain, which made them breathless.

Moreover, these Herus soldiers surrounded him, so the more than a hundred guards brought by Marquis Fuller have been wiped out?

When they thought of this, the ministers who participated in the forced cemetery on the spot were about to kneel down.

The Marquis of Fuller, who was in charge, was even more ups and downs in his heart. He never dreamed that the wasteful master, Daniel, who was almost abandoned by the entire kingdom and even the entire empire, had made great progress in his strength and brought such a group of reinforcements.

Could it be that this group of people is the Holy See of Light that has been in a turbulent situation near the magical holy land of Patrick Islands recently?

According to rumors, the identities of Wu Hui and others, Marquis Fuller had probably guessed it.

Now he was indeed led to the first army, but he was not without the confidence to fight back.

After several changes in his face, Marquis Fuller suddenly greeted him with a hypocritical and enthusiastic voice: "Daniel, my dear nephew, it's great that you can get back in time. Your grandfather is seriously ill and there is not much time left. Come in and see him for the last time."

"What?" Daniel's face changed, and he hurriedly rushed into the bedroom with Black and others, while Wu Hui and Liliana followed slowly.

"Grandpa! What's wrong with you?"

Daniel suddenly threw himself to the sick bed of the old king Fern, but the old king in front of him closed his eyes, his breath was weak, and his body was covered with a rotten smell, and it seemed that he had only breathed a sigh of relief from the dead body.

No wonder Marquis Fuller was able to deal with it calmly without any panic, because his grandfather was really going to die!

"Nephew, your grandfather can't hold on for long."

At this time, the hypocritical voice of Marquis Fuller came from behind Daniel, "But don't worry, when your grandfather goes, Fuller Leton, the second son of Fern Leton, will officially inherit the Duke of the Duke of the Holy Violet according to traditional rules. I can assure you and everyone present that after I, Fuller Leton, inherit the Duke of the Duke of the Duke of the Holy Violet, will do my best to make the Duke of the Holy Violet prosperous and strong, and become a great country that has been famous throughout the ages!"

As long as the old king Fern dies, Fuller Litton will follow the tradition of the order of old king Fern and become the trusted king of the Holy Violet Principality when the old king Fern does not leave a will or does not formally determine his heir.

At that time, no matter how many or strong Daniel helped, he would have no choice but to do anything to him, otherwise he would be against the entire Duchy of Holy Violet and commit the rebellion!

This is also the greatest confidence that Fuller Litton faces Daniel.

Daniel didn't care about the smug Marquis of Fuller behind him, and turned to Wu Hui, who was quietly watching the spotlight: "Brother Wu Hui, hurry up, save my grandfather! Please, save my grandfather! When I left the capital, my grandfather was still fine, but now..."

Birth, old age, sickness and death are indeed natural laws, but the current situation of his grandfather is clearly someone is making trouble!

"Don't worry, Brother Daniel, you are the devout believer of my Lord. My Lord will never let his believers be bullied."

Wu Hui naturally understood what was happening in front of him. He patted Daniel on the shoulder, and then calmly prayed, "Great Light Lord, please descend miracles and save the old man eroded by the power of darkness!"

"The power of darkness?"

"What dark power?"

"Is His Majesty Vern the...?"

When Wu Hui pointed out his dark power, many ministers at the scene were suddenly in an uproar.

It is indeed understandable that they choose to take sides in the struggle for power, but if the old king, His Majesty Vern, is framed, his nature will be different.

Before these people could discuss it, a pure holy light suddenly broke through the void and fell from the sky.

In an instant, the already precarious old king Fern Litton immediately made an amazing change.

The inaudible black aura that covered his face began to dissipate quickly, and his pale face began to gradually return to blood.

Not long after, the old king Fern's breath became stronger, and even the corruption that was confused in the whole room was wiped out.

Suddenly.

Fern, whose eyes were closed, opened his eyes and opened his mouth, spit out a large pool of fishy, ​​unpleasant black and smelly blood.

Under the irradiation of the holy light, this black blood immediately melted and evaporated quickly like the ice and snow in summer. It was like some object was burned, and a large amount of scattered and strange black gas was evaporated.

However, since the old king Fern spitted out this mouthful of black blood, he breathed comfortably and felt as if he had lifted a load of ten thousand pounds.

There is no doubt that the old king Fern was indeed attacked by someone, but now the great God of Light has shown his miracle and pulled him back from the brink of death!

"Praise my lord! Grandpa, are you okay? That's great!"

Daniel cried with joy, praising the God of Light he believed in while caring for his grandfather.

The old servants and maids serving around knelt down to thank the gods, and the dumbfounded ministers around them knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Child..." The old king Fern took it seriously. He straightened up from the bed and held Daniel's hands tightly beside him. His eyes were wet for a moment, and he couldn't speak in his sobs.

After a while, he turned his eyes to Wu Hui and said with gratitude: "Young man, is it you... who saved me?"

Wu Hui waved his hand disapprovingly: "No, it's my Lord who saved you."

"My Lord? Could it be..." The old king Fern took a deep breath, looked excited and reverently confirmed, "Is the rumors true? The great light Lord, has he really returned?"

"Yes, my Lord has returned, my Lord is everywhere!"

Wu Hui waited for an opportunity to promote his faith, and soon he discovered that one channel of faith began to be born rapidly.

It turned out that the old king, Fern, and his ministers and servants, were originally firm believers of the God of Light. However, the old God of Light disappeared for too long that these former believers gradually lost their faith.

Now Wu Hui returns with the new divine resources. As long as his divine power is shrouded in the land, I believe that these former believers will soon restore their faith.

"As long as you have a pious heart, you will be protected by the Lord of Light."

Wu Hui has been very comfortable as a charlatan now. As he spoke, he turned his eyes slowly and his eyes fell directly on the only Marquis of Fuller who was still standing at the scene. "But as far as I know, the curse power that just invaded the body of the old country is not as simple as ordinary dark power, but the dark and dead aura from the undead lord!"

The scene suddenly became an uproar.

"Tell me, what does it have to do with the Lord of the Undead?" Wu Hui's eyes became a little cold, and a divine power that was invisible to outsiders instantly completely defeated the remaining rebellious mind of Marquis Fuller.

Marquis Fuller collapsed to the ground on the spot, and his dense cold sweat suddenly overflowed from his forehead.

"My father! I, I was confused by evil words for a while, please give me a chance to regret!"

Marquis Fuller was completely panicked. He struggled to kneel on the ground, kowtowed one after another, begging for forgiveness from his father, the old king, Fern.

"absurd!"

Daniel suddenly stood up from Fern's bed and scolded angrily, "Uncle Fuller, you committed a serious crime of killing your father! You actually want to ask grandpa for forgiveness? It's ridiculous! Also, hurry up and tell me what your relationship has to do with the Lord of the Dead? Otherwise, I will hand you over to the Inquisition with my own hands!"

"Dead, the Lord of the Dead?"

"My God, my God? Marquis Fu, who is actually related to the Lord of the Undead?"

Whether it was a servant who was grateful to the gods or a minister who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, when he heard the name "Lord Lord of the Dead", he felt a chill from his bones.
To be continued...