Chapter 23: The Phantom of Death

"Your Majesty, Zhou Tong, the President of the Senate, requested an audience..."

"Prince."

In the magnificent Ancestral Dragon Hall, Ying Zhen ranks high above the Nine Dragon Throne, wearing a golden dragon gauze crown, and the golden dragon robe on his body is coiled with nine golden dragons. The pure golden robe is like the golden sea, with nine golden dragons rising and falling, noble and majestic.

The Nine Dragon Golden Robe is also the imperial robe used by the Emperor of the Empire. It is a ninth-level magic weapon. With the recognition of Afang Palace, the successor emperor will automatically obtain the Nine Dragon Golden Robe and exert all the power of the ninth-level magic weapon.

Ying Zhen, wearing a golden dragon robe, is elegant and luxurious, and has the supreme dignity of the emperor.

Zhou Tong slowly walked into the hall and was slightly stunned when he saw Ying Zhen on the throne. Ying Zhen at this time was completely different from the girl he remembered. Unconsciously, the girl had already had the demeanor and majesty of a true emperor.

"See Your Majesty..." Zhou Tong bowed slightly and bowed. Now, all kinds of etiquette in the empire have been simplified. As a veteran, Zhou Tong was also qualified to be so arrogant.

From this position, Zhou Tong's bald head is particularly shining. His tall and burly body, wearing a purple robe, was extremely demeanor in his manner. Although his purple-red face had already been wrinkled, the heroic spirit of the past can still be seen.

Ying Zhen said calmly: "Director Zhou is here, don't you know what's wrong?" As the oldest Nascent Soul, Zhou Tong is almost 100 years older than Ying Ming. At the beginning, Zhou Tong was also one of the important supporters of Ying Ming. Ying Zhen's age and Zhou Tong's granddaughter were a generational figure, so he was still a little polite to Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong played with the pair of jade balls in his hand and pondered: "Your Majesty, you did a great job in judging Lao Zhu, and the people below were hard to convince." At the end, Zhou Tong still wanted to ask clearly what Ying Zhen was going to do. The Lao Zhu he was talking about was Zhu Guozhong, the Prime Minister of the Cabinet.

Ying Zhen raised his beautiful eyebrows, and a bit of playful look appeared in his starry eyes, "If I don't judge him, will the people below be convinced?"

Zhou Tong was speechless. Ying Zhen had no qualifications and had not cultivated enough trustworthy power. How could he suppress many cunning ministers when he ascended the throne? Although Gao Ge's sword was sharp, could he help her handle government affairs? In the long run, it would be easy to be emptied by the ministers.

Ying Zhen tried the ministers to stabilize the throne. However, her methods were too fierce, so intense that the great nobles could not accept it.

Zhou Tong said with a heavy face: "Your Majesty is determined to act alone, violates the will of the people. For the great cause of the empire and for the hundreds of millions of people, the old minister said he would risk his life to stop him!"

"Oh" Ying Zhen said with a smile: "Then what are you going to do?"

Ying Zhen's calmness and calmness made Zhou Tong feel a little bad. After six hundred years of storms, Zhou Tong has a deep understanding of human nature. Ying Zhen's expression is too abnormal.

To put it bluntly, Ying Zhen was just a little girl in her twenties. She had just ascended the throne and had only some guards and female officials around her. If you want to say that she could really rely on, Gao Ge was the only one. Hearing the sudden change, Ying Zhen should never be so calm.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Zhou Tong pressed a bad premonition, and pinched the jade ball in his hand, and two balls of five-colored light suddenly burst out. In the dazzling light, the space suddenly fluctuated. The ripples of water rippled in front of Zhou Tong.

The entire hall was shrouded in violent changes in space magic power. Ying Zhen sat upright on the throne of the Nine Dragons, looking at everything in front of him with interesting interest. Through the Afang Palace, Ying Zhen knew that someone was breaking through the space and coming here. The jade ball in Zhou Tong's hand played a role in transmitting coordinates in a space.

The teleportation process was very short, and the five-colored light was still shining. The three of them had already broken through the space and arrived in the hall. As soon as the tall old man in a white leather robe appeared, he pointed the bronze spear in his hand at Ying Zhen.

The ancient bronze gun was carved with strange characters. As the old man moved, the characters on the gun shone with snow-white light, like flying snow. The space suddenly shook, and everyone felt heavy all over, like a mountain suddenly pressing on everyone's heads.

The flying snowflakes emitted from the spear were filled with cold air, and the strange magic power also closed the space of the entire hall.

Ying Zhen, who was on the throne, also felt the pressure clearly. If you want to cast space spells, the first thing you have to do is to break the mana blockade on the spear.

The old man in a white leather robe had a high nose and deep eyes, his face was as white as ice, his blue eyes were as deep as the sea, and his breath was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, cold and graceful, holding a five-foot spear in one hand, his divine intention was tightly locked in Ying Zhen.

Without words, Ying Zhen knew clearly that as long as there was a slight move, it would cause the old man's thunder attack.

Another old man bowed gracefully and said, "Hello, Her Majesty, the Queen..." The old man bowed and bowed and was wearing a white sacrificial robe with lightning embroidered on his robe, the sun, moon and stars, the old man's forehead was wide, and the circle of inches of long beard on his chin was white and neat, and his deep eyes were full of wisdom. The most attractive thing was the scepter he held in his hand.

The three-foot-long scepter is full of ice blue. The head of the scepter is made of two concentric golden rings. The scepter is like two twisted entanglements. The scepter is translucent, and there seems to be a ray of lightning wandering in it.

"A magical artifact! And two." The two old men held magical artifacts, and Ying Zhen immediately made a judgment. Although the other party used such powerful power, although it was expected, it was a little surprised that Ying Zhen really appeared in front of him.

After all, they are two magical artifacts, two magical artifacts that are almost as famous as Afang Palace. To talk about the origin, the Gun of Judgment and Zeus Scepter were both circulated from the hands of the gods. Their background is even deeper than that of Afang Palace.

However, Emperor Ying Zheng's peerless overlord never met his opponent in his life. The inheritance of the gods on the Tianling Star could only obediently accept Ying Zheng's feet. The artifacts in their hands had never officially competed with Afang Palace.

Although the artifact is strong, it depends on the master's cultivation. Because of Ying Zheng's strength, Afang Palace has been the world for thousands of years and is known as invincible. It is enough to shake its position without anyone.

But after Shen Xiu colluded with five Mahayana to attack, the invincible myth was broken. Ying Ming fled in a panic. After that, the ten thousand-year-old empire fell into chaos.

After that, Gao Ge appeared out of nowhere, and his sword swept all directions, but it was difficult to suppress everyone's eagerness. With Zhou Tong's connection, everyone who was unwilling to be defeated by each began to take the initiative to attack, wanting to kill Gao Ge and Ying Zhen.

Ying Zhen said in a deep voice: "Croto, the great priest of the Temple of the Gods?"

The white-haired old man holding Zeus's scepter smiled slightly, "That's right, come here, please don't be so arrogant..." The years of precipitation have made Croto's sharpness restrain, and he is elegant and wise in his words and deeds, with extraordinary charm.

There were two magical artifacts that suppressed Ying Zhen, and Croto was not in a hurry to take action. Ying Zhen should be anxious. Croto introduced to Ying Zhen with great leisure: "This is an old iceberg man from the Arctic ice field," said the middle-aged man who had been silently standing beside him: "Mr. Anni, the powerful god-transforming god, may not be familiar with the name. He has a nickname, you must have heard of it, the Phantom of Death..."

The Phantom of Death is the leader of the Reincarnation Organization. The Reincarnation Organization is an alliance of the dark world, with a total of seven branches. The Nether Palace, which once assassinated Gaoge, is one of them.

The Phantom of Death is the king of the dark world. Although his identity is not as good as the Iceberg and the High Priest Croto, he is the first mysterious figure in the world. No one in the outside world knows his detailed information. He only has one name, the Phantom of Death.

The middle-aged man wearing a black Western dress is handsome, with pale skin and a hint of blood in his green eyes. He holds a black cane and stands politely, like a traditional Western gentleman, respectful, polite but somewhat rigid.

Annie, the Phantom of Death God, stood there without any sense of existence. She was like an illusory shadow, making people feel erratic and weird.

Ying Zhen nodded: "You are all famous strong men. You are uninvited, which really surprised me..." Ying Zhen said to Zhou Tong again: "Director Zhou, are you going to treason when you do this?"

Zhou Tong said with confidence: "Your Majesty, we think you are too young and you will be impulsive to govern the country, so I invited a few strong men to come, just to make you calm..."

Ying Zhen narrowed his starry eyes slightly and sneered: "Building a foreign thief, intending to rebel and rebellion, Zhou Tong, you deserve to die!" Although it only took a few days to be the queen, Ying Zhen's emperor was already full of momentum. His murderous intent was as if he was a sharp sword, making Zhou Tong feel cold from his bones.

Zhou Tong was frightened and couldn't help but take a step back, defending himself: "The empire's ten thousand years of inheritance has condensed the hard work of countless people. Although you are the queen, you cannot do whatever you want!"

"The Qin Empire has been passed down for ten thousand years, but its national strength has declined day by day. It's not all because of you borers. It's time for nobles to withdraw from the stage of history..." Ying Zhen said calmly.

Zhou Tong was struck by lightning and was stunned. Such rebellious and terrifying thoughts were beyond his expectations, which made him even know how to answer. Before this, Zhou Tong just thought that Ying Zhen wanted to eradicate the obstacles to rule, and then vent his anger and avenge Ying Ming.

But Ying Zhen's actions were too big, which was unacceptable to the top nobles. This led to the powerful counterattack from everyone. Of course, everyone did this, perhaps to completely isolate the Queen Ying Zhen, to fight for power.

Who knew that Ying Zhen’s original purpose was to overthrow the entire aristocratic class and re-establish order. This was simply ridiculous.

From ancient times to the present, no matter what political form or what statements it means, a huge group must be divided into various classes. Defeating the current aristocratic class is just to replace other people. Or, just change the name.

Classes, as long as there are differences in interests, will not disappear. Zhou Tong originally thought that Ying Zhen was a scheming and ruthless ambitious man, but now he seems to be a childish idealist.

Zhou Tong, who came back to his senses, pointed at Ying Zhen and said angrily: "Your thoughts are too ridiculous and ignorant! You're simply idiotic..."

Croto and others also looked surprised, but they didn't expect Ying Zhen's political philosophy to be so naive and simple. At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
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