Chapter 150 The Princess Became a God (4k6)

Emperor Doyle found it incredible.

what is this?
Is Trajan crazy?
What is he planning?
A duke with real power, a hero in troubled times, an angel, does he still have to talk about loyalty like those knights?

How stupid.

"You can't understand the greatness of a teacher, just as you have never loved anyone."

"But even so, I will still respectfully address you as yours, after all, you are my last relative."

Emperor Doyle shook his head and smiled:

"Don't worry, you won't be the last one. I will kill you and then ascend to godhood. Then I will have new offspring. By then, ah, by then you will be dead, Ansha."

"But I will definitely take my children to see you. At your grave!"

"And I promise you, Ansha, I will repair your tomb with all my heart. After all, you completed the last step of becoming a god for me."

Emperor Loiman and Emperor Doyle have been fighting for so long, how could he have made a mistake in choosing the right person?

He knew very well that under the temptation of the throne, his old friend would definitely give up the so-called family affection.

And seriously turn all of this into your own sharp knife.

This is a sure-kill strategy with a very high success rate.

Because Emperor Doyle not only possesses the qualifications that he no longer has.

Moreover, he is Ansha's ancestor and the only relative of this poor girl.

Emperor Doyle would not feel restrained by family affection, and he could even kill his own son without blinking an eye.

What’s more, it’s Ansha who is more than ten generations apart?
The best part is that Emperor Doyle doesn’t care about this, but Ansha does.

She lost everything when she was young, otherwise she would not easily open her heart to an outsider, Trajan.

So, when a loving relative appears, the young princess longing for love will definitely take the bait.

At this point, even the long-dead Emperor Loiman guessed it clearly, and this was the main reason why he chose Emperor Doyle.

He will definitely choose to become a god and choose to kill Ansha.

Then kill Trajan!

The possibility of his success is very high.

So great that it was worth him giving his all.

As for escaping and waiting for an opportunity to come back.

Emperor Neumann would not choose this path, he has his own persistence.

What's more, he has a counter-attack method that is worth a try.

Rather than being a stray dog ​​that runs away in disgrace, it is better to die gloriously and watch the defeat of your mortal enemy.

It is true that he and Emperor Doyle were old enemies, but he and Trajan were mortal enemies.

Emperor Doyle had a wonderful game with him, but Trajan?

This guy's win was incredible, and he couldn't swallow it.

The golden chains began to pass through every corner of the ideal country.

Now that the Queen has left her own kingdom, this place is the home ground of Emperor Doyle.

One could even say that this is his divine domain.

Having accepted Emperor Leumann's sacrifice and holding 0-11, he could be said to be half a sequence zero at this moment.

The entire city was rapidly overlapping under the drive of Emperor Doyle.

In just a blink of an eye, everything around Ansha turned into a strange scene like a folded mirror.

The originally wide and straight streets were no longer neat and orderly as before. The buildings had also lost their original order. They were intertwined and stacked one on top of the other, with no regularity at all, as if they were being manipulated and kneaded at will by a mysterious and invisible giant hand.

Just like the street lamps that were once neatly arranged and in good order, they are now crookedly overlapping. The light emitted is no longer bright and stable, but becomes blurred and illusory, as if shrouded in a layer of mysterious fog.

There are also shops next to each other on the street, one stacked tightly on top of the other, so dazzling that it is difficult to tell which one is real and which one is just an illusion.

Or maybe all of this is real.

"Ansha, your teacher taught you to doubt everything, and you did it."

"But you are too careless. I admit that you almost killed me just now. After all, I really thought about standing there in person."

"But fortunately, since I lost to Loimann, I have been very, very careful."

"After all, it's enough to think you have a sure win only to fail at the last moment, don't you think?"

The voice of Emperor Doyle continued to come from eight points in the west, then intertwined, broke, and overlapped.

"What you should never do is leave your palace and let me take over everything. Otherwise, you should still have a chance to resist."

“It’s not big though.”

As soon as the words fell, countless golden chains shot out from the layered space.

This is the final utopia and also sequence zero on the path to glory.

It is almost invincible when it comes to suppressing the same path.

In Doyle's utopia, Ansha didn't even have room to hide.

The path of glory represents dominance.

And Ansha has lost everything she could control here.

Every place here is dominated by Emperor Doyle.

So even if Ansha kept taking out seals from other methods to try to fight back.

But in front of the golden chain, even a first-level seal would collapse at the touch of a finger.

Yes, even though he had just failed, Emperor Doyle still had an absolute advantage.

Now all we have to do is kill this stubborn queen.

He would become a god and then go out and kill Trajan who was in the way.

What supreme majesty has arrived today to his faithful Baratheon?
joke.

Looking at the fewer and fewer tools and seals he had, and his own power and even immortality being completely suppressed.

Ansha carefully grasped the destined death.

This is her only chance.

Another golden chain shot out from behind her, heading straight for the destined death in her hands.

Ansha's power is simply not capable of distorting the uniqueness of a higher level.

So she blocked the golden chain at the cost of crippling her arm.

The destined death must never be lost.

Emperor Doyle also noticed this.

It has to be said that the destined death in Ansha's hands is indeed a threat.

To avoid capsizing in the ditch.

Emperor Doyle has been carefully hiding behind the scenes, slowly and steadily weakening Ansha with his unique suppression force.

"You don't think that thing can kill me, do you? Well, it can, but I'm not going to give you the chance, Ansha."

"Give it up, so I might be able to bury you with Trajan."

Ansha said nothing, but continued to use her body to resist the golden chains, even though this would make her weaker and even gradually strip her immortality away by 0-11.

"What a foolish woman! I have decided that after I kill you, I will torture that fellow Trajan in every way you can think of."

After hearing this, the queen finally responded.

She said to Emperor Doyle seriously:

"I will win!"

"I believe in the teacher!"

Ansha knew she was taking a risk, but she also wanted to give it a try.

This is not just because she wants to hope for the love from her family one last time.

She even planned to fight for her teacher.

Emperor Doyle, Emperor Loiman, the Pure White Dynasty, and the unknown represented by the stranger.

All of this made Ansha understand one key point: the world would soon undergo tremendous changes.

Unknown major changes and uncontrollable risks.

She has found her teacher, so she can't lose her only love again.

This is Emperor Doyle's chance to become a god, but it is also hers!

And she also has a trump card that can turn everything upside down.

That is the destined death and that drop of unknown blood of God.

And most importantly, her teacher!

As long as I don't show up, the teacher will find something wrong...

That will be the time for you to turn the tables.

It was a big gamble, but Ansha was willing to take it.

After all, if she didn't stand up, Emperor Doyle, who was completely different from Emperor Loiman, would really likely escape.

Ansha also believes that her teacher will help her play the most crucial card at the most critical moment!

She will become a god, and her teacher will be her king.

And God is definitely not a king who only believes in her forever after becoming a god!

Emperor Doyle felt extremely uneasy about this, so he said coldly:
"Then wait and see!"

More chains shot out.

The overlapping space is getting more and more pressed, and the space and time left for Ansha are constantly decreasing.
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In the Baratheon capital.

Moon, who was riding on a white horse, suddenly asked the nobles who were fawning on him:

"Where is Emperor Leumann?"

"He's gone, Your Majesty. He may have heard of your arrival and ran away in despair!"

Ran? !
It's possible, but what about Ansha?
After looking around, Moen found that Ansha was not there, so he asked again:
"Where's Ansha?"

"Um, well, Lady Ansha, we don't know where she is?"

After hearing this, Moon no longer hesitated and rode his white warhorse straight to the imperial capital.

As Moen galloped down the red carpet.

Countless people on both sides cheered:

"Long live the emperor!!!" Moon also responded to them for the first time:

"Follow me!"

Without any hesitation, the crowd made way for Moon and followed him towards the palace.

As soon as he passed through the city gate, Moon saw the imperial palace being returned to its original position as the sky curtain retreated.

Sure enough, I am still in the Shadow City.

Moon quickened his pace and headed straight for the palace.
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At the same time in the Shadow City.

Ansha was almost covered in wounds from the golden chains.

His left hand was disabled, his right leg was pierced, and there were three hideous gashes on his face.

But the destined death was still tightly grasped in her only intact right hand.

"What a stupid woman."

"You don't even dare to appear in front of me. You are afraid, so you will lose!"

Emperor Doyle became increasingly angry.

"Die!"

Almost three times as many chains as before burst out.

Ansha could only use her last seal.

The endless waves of water blocked a little of the attack, but were immediately broken down by the golden chains, and the extraordinary properties that constituted the seal also dissipated back into the world.

Ansha's abdomen was completely torn apart.

If her immortality had not still existed, she would have died long ago.

But as 0-11 continued to strip away her immortality, it became clear that she couldn't hold out for much longer.
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Moon had already galloped to the gate of the palace on his warhorse.

Seeing Morn coming, the Royal Knights shouted:
"Open the city gate!"

"The emperor is back!"

Almost as soon as the gate opened a crack, Moon rode his horse through the palace gate and left a message:
"Let everyone in!"

Led by Morn, countless people stepped into the Baratheon Palace for the first time, which was full of mystery and majesty to them.
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Emperor Doyle seemed to sense something and could not help but curse:
"Damn bitch!"

He walked out from behind the scenes for the first time, and the endless golden chains also disappeared.

It turned into the prototype in his hand.

In the city of overlapping shadows.

Emperor Doyle swung the golden chain towards the Queen's right hand.

This dagger, his inspiration reminds him all the time of the danger of this dagger!
He was clearly in his own utopia, and under his suppression, Ansha, who was one level lower than him, had no way of getting close to him.

But why am I so afraid of that dagger?
After a brief hesitation, he made up his mind.

The destiny of death must be eliminated!
When Emperor Doyle appeared, Shadow City's suppression of the Queen reached its peak.

The Queen had lost the space to dodge, and she could only use the greatest willpower in her life to deflect her body.

He deflected the attack at the cost of almost completely shattering his right shoulder.

But this time is over, but what about next time?

Emperor Doyle's attacks never stopped.
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Moen became more and more anxious.

Ansha, something must have happened to Ansha!

Hurry up, hurry up!

I have lost too much in this world, I can't lose Ansha too.

The white dragon horse jumped onto the steps of the audience hall almost like a leap.

Then, amid Moon's great anxiety, the white dragon horse kicked open the tightly closed audience hall.

Looking at the lonely throne.

Moon went towards the throne without hesitation.

Morn was the first man to arrive here on horseback in 1,300 years.

It is not to show off one's power and force.

It was just that Morn wanted to save a girl.

Behind Moon, countless nobles, soldiers, knights and more people followed.

Looking at Moon riding into the audience hall.

They cheered again and rushed in.
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Regarding this kind of movement.

Emperor Doyle felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

What is that person going to do?!

This woman must be killed quickly!
Damn immortality, why hasn’t it been completely stripped away!

Ansha's heart had been completely pierced by the golden chain.

But Ansha did not die like Emperor Neumann.

Because her country still exists and her people still recognize her existence.

So there was no way 0-11 could kill one of the most difficult angels to kill in the world so quickly.

Forget it, that dagger!
Destroy it first!

The destined death had been knocked out of Emperor Doyle's hands, no matter how much Ansha protected it.

It still cannot resist the absolute suppression of uniqueness.

It's a miracle that she can hold on until now.

So Emperor Doyle followed the inspiration and directly controlled the golden chain to swing towards the destined death.

This time no one could stop him.

At this moment, Moon finally rode his horse to the throne.

As the real controller of this country today.

Without any hesitation, Moon said loudly to the people at the bottom of the stairs:

"I, Trajan Westeros, hereby declare all authority over Doyle Baratheon abolished."

"He is no longer the master of Baratheon!"

"I have defeated him!"

Even without communication, Moen accomplished what Ansha expected.

Like a god and a king, that's all.

It seemed like it was God's will. Although Moon did not give any instructions, the white dragon horse kicked the throne that symbolized supreme power to pieces.

The throne was shattered, the power abolished.

As the glorious angel who symbolizes rule, Emperor Doyle felt a huge sense of detachment at this moment.

That was their own power being lost. A large part of the power of the angels of glory relied on their own country.

When his power was abolished, his strength naturally began to dissipate.

This will not cause him to fall from the status of an angel, but it will definitely have a huge impact.

The most obvious thing is that his control over the final ideal country has weakened.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough for Ansha to seize the opportunity.

A bloody hand grabbed the destined death that fell nearby in advance.

Ansha recited the ancient curse and the dagger cut open the door.

But the door that opened again no longer led to freedom, but instead passed through the ideal country and came behind Emperor Doyle.

This time, the destined death really pierced Emperor Doyle's heart.

Behind Emperor Doyle, Ansha said to him softly:
"You lose"

Looking at the destined death piercing his heart.

Emperor Doyle walked forward in disbelief.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the queen, and then he found that the poor girl did not show any joy on her face.

She just stood there with a sad face.

As if she noticed the gaze of Emperor Doyle, the young princess raised her head slightly, and there was a look on her face at this moment.

The cold tears slowly opened up a particularly clear trail in the blood:

"Also, thank you. Although it was only for a moment, I did feel the warmth of my family."

Emperor Doyle was stunned.

At the last moment of his life, Emperor Doyle reached out his hand to Ansha, who was in tears.

But in the end, this hand did not touch Ansha's face and slowly fell in mid-air.

At the end of his life, the old man finally picked up the treasure he had given up.

He said to the young princess seriously:
"Ansha, go find your king!"

"Those are your real relatives!"

Then, Emperor Doyle fell down, just like his old enemy Emperor Loiman, who collapsed in the crystallization.

The last great emperor fell.

The conditions for glorious ascension to godhood have been met.

The ceremony that Emperor Neumann had prepared for himself began to unfold spontaneously.

The layers of Shadow City quickly turned over and recovered, and the 0-11 left on the ground dissipated into a golden glow.

A pillar of light rose from the Shadow City and shone above Baratheon.

It is now late at night, but the whole world is illuminated by golden light.

People looked blankly at the golden light that illuminated the starry sky.

Many people don't know what this means.

And in the loneliness that no one knows.

The girl became a god.

The hideous wounds all over his body caused by the battle had completely disappeared at this moment.

Ansha, the Queen and Goddess, is reborn from glory.

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