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[My pious Alan, I heard your uneasy voice, so I came to see you. Are you worried about the whereabouts of the crown? I know you, I know that you are eager to get rid of the bondage, rules and ignorant mortal life. The child who dared to snatch money from the tramps and came to the capital alone has not lost his brilliance. Don't worry, I will guide you. ]

[Alan, are you willing to hand over our kingdom and let the royal power and civil rights share equally? Are you willing to give up the towering temples all over the world and return to the narrow and remote orphanage... Are you willing to hand over your first love to another man and go to the guillotine with that arrogant woman? ]

The light questioning of the god contained a hint of mockery.

[No! Don't want to!] The god and Alan said together.

Alan didn't want to. Even if he no longer liked Audrey, there was no difference between getting his first love and getting power, status, wealth, and the authority to dominate the world. Those were his obsessions and wishes when he was young.

He told the unfortunate tramp that you can choose between resistance and obedience instead of doing nothing.

When it was his turn, he chose to become one of them, and then surpass them - to be the supreme one above everything.

In order to prove that his choice was right, he had to abandon the class that had stood with him.

He asked: [God, what should I do? I feel that there are other forces behind the king that oppose us.]

The god replied: [My power is strong, and the existence that opposes me is not worth mentioning. Tell me what divine power is.]

Alan watched the prince and the future princess walk towards the king, and whispered: "Extraordinary qualities, control the behavior of oneself and others, and also act on nature. Control the changes of all things and forces, and dominate the power beyond nature -"

"Whatever we want, we will keep it; whatever we don't want, we will drive it away."

The god of industry laughed: [That's it, Alan, my pope! The power you want should not be divided or mocked, and the royal power and civil rights you don't want should be grovelled under the divine power! ］

[Start the war! Kill the royal family and wipe out the disobedient nobles by taking advantage of the prince's wedding banquet! ］

——War.

Allen suddenly understood everything.

He should have started the war a long time ago.

The power of the God of Industry is unquestionable. There are a huge number of believers in the country, and the royal family has long been unpopular... He smiled at the king in the dark.

The king said: "My son and my daughter-in-law, we will go to the hall and wait for the nobles who will attend the wedding banquet. Your father will not have much time left, so I hope you will not blame this simple ceremony."

Everyone went to the hall, and the engagement banquet of the heir to the throne of the French Empire was almost child's play.

The ministers were both panicked and surprised. The palace people were completely terrified.

But even if the palace people were worried about the king's execution, no one asked where the queen had gone. They looked at Alan carefully.

All Alan had eyes for was the throne on the hall.

The king, who had recovered from his past stupidity and weakness, stroked the top of his dusty scepter on the throne, his expression full of the serenity and peace of a dying man. The proposal that the ministers had been thinking about was casually placed on his knees, trembling slightly because of the sweep of his eyes.

As time passed, the guards kept reporting the titles and names of the people coming out, and more and more people came into the hall.

From lords to dukes, the top people of a country all hurried over, waiting to witness the changes of the times.

The believers of the God of Industry gathered around Alan, kissed his fingertips, and then began a long prayer.

The blue light that ordinary people could not see was densely diffused.

And Alan could not see the abyss filled with screaming ancient madness, and Naya was always walking happily.

The night was dark, and the dark branches outside the window looked like the slender fangs of some wild beast, and the undercurrent was surging in the hall.

"Did you hear the whistling sound from the new industrial zone when you came? It was like a thousand cars had a flat tire at the same time."

"What's the point of paying attention to that? Let's just wait for the wise king to sign quickly. I can't wait to be eligible to run for parliament."

Whispering and the sound of the wind passed through the curtain in the hall.

The curtain was drawn open, and the prince and princess in their gorgeous clothes walked in together.

Everyone began to applaud, but the princess said, "Your Majesty, can you wait for my brother? He's still on his way here."

The king asked, "How long will it take?"

Audrey looked up, and her eyes seemed to penetrate the ceiling painted with murals.

The nobles also raised their heads in confusion.

She said, "He has left the lower city."

Without waiting for the nobles to complain that it was too far, she said, "He has entered the upper city."

She said nothing, and quietly kept her neck raised in the impatient mood of the nobles.

Alan frowned, recalling Audrey's brother. He had no impression, and he would not remember those useless people.

He took a step forward and said to the king, "Your Majesty, you look at you, you are getting old."

The power of God surrounded the king's body, and the king was visibly decadent.

"God told me to tell you that your time is running out..."

Your Majesty the Pope and His Majesty the King, the two Majesties looked at each other.

Finally, the king opened his eyes wide and shouted with difficulty on the throne: "Lionel! My son! Come here!"

The bright light shone through the proposal, and the light and shadow overlapped on the king's gray face.

The king raised the proposal with trembling fingers.

"Since you have a wife, you are a mature adult... According to the rules of our France, the elders in the family give their children due rights when they get married. You are the first heir to the throne, and I was going to give the throne to you."

The nobles held their breath.

"It's just that my son, this time may be a little different." The king's body wrapped in gorgeous robes was shrinking rapidly.

—— "This country does not need a king." The king said.

—— "This country does not need a king." The Pope said.

Two identical sentences sounded at the same time.

Allen was startled, surprised by what he heard.

Wow!

The sound of inhalation sounded in the crowd one after another, and I don't know how many wine cups were pushed over, and how many ladies' skirts were trampled.

If they heard it correctly, the king decided to abolish the monarchy by himself? Is he giving in to the nobles?

The cheers that could not be concealed rang out.

People decided that, regardless of whether the dying king was insane or not, the poor prince would not be king. The last king of France was the old man mumbling on the throne!

But what was their respected and pitiful king saying?

They pricked up their ears, and the king said: "...My monarch."

They did not understand what he meant, and looked at the Pope in unison - the only one who could make the king of a country call the monarch was God.

However, they saw the red-haired Pope staring at the door with a solemn expression.

"Ah, he has arrived."

The abrupt words came from the mouth of the princess.

The princess showed a sincere and sweet smile, and then her whole body twitched [dòng], and the buttons and gems on her gorgeous clothes were scattered all over the floor.

The prince said: "My monarch." Then he knelt down.

Gaga-squeak.

The lights suddenly went out, and in the dark hall, only the chandelier reflected the pale light outside the window.

The dim light flickered from left to right, from the king's silent eyes to Alan's slowly pursed lips.

There was no one at the door.

People listened to the creaking sound of the chandelier shaking and the lively sound of the princess's broken gems bouncing.

A snicker that was not human sounded above their heads.

Looking up, people found a huge figure lying on the chandelier.

At some point, a bird appeared on the chandelier, and the bird's sharp claws pushed the lamp to shake.

It spread its wings.

The sharp feathers reflected strange shadows, reflecting on everyone's astonished faces.

A golden light that cut through the darkness rushed into everyone's eyes.

At the same time, Alan shouted.

"Shatak Bird!"

Whoosh whoosh——

Crackling——

Everyone saw that in the golden light.

The gods had descended.

And behind the gods, outside the palace, in the dark night sky, countless stars shone against each other—the scales and saltpeter flashing on the wings of the horse-headed bird.

How many birds were there?

Hundreds of them spread their wings and flew high into the sky.

The sound of flapping wings shook the earth.

The god fell, and the divine bird took off.

In front of hundreds of flapping wings, the god's golden eyelashes trembled slightly with the reflection of the scales.

Wrapped in the golden fabric of the dawn, the god stretched out his palm and grabbed the purest light in the world.

Plop. Plop. ◎思◎Rabbit◎网◎

Some people cried bitterly and knelt down to the god without hesitation.

Some people were full of panic and knelt down to the Pope who was burning with blue flames.

The god slowly turned his head.

Except for the one on the chandelier, all the Shatak birds trembled their throats and screamed!

Buzz——

In the resonance, all the glass in the palace and nearby shattered!

The god seemed to smile.

The shrill sound of the Shatak birds stopped abruptly, and then they fell one after another.

Bang bang bang!

When all the birds fell to the ground, the god just touched the ground.

Dingling. It was the crisp sound of the jewelry on the god's ankle.

The god said: "God to god, you are not qualified."

The only remaining Shantak bird on the chandelier laughed rudely, viciously, and ominously with its owner.

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Shantak bird was summoned by Allen, and Naya was laughing at the joke.

Chapter 118 Industrial Evil God (IV-1)

The body of the Shantak bird under Lin Xingtao gradually grew larger.

The scales creaked, and it stretched from a length of only five or six meters to nearly twenty meters.

Such a behemoth cast a dark shadow over the entire city. The shadow of the tentacle-like tail feathers was reflected on the building, like a big hand twisting and grabbing.

The upper city of Bali was finally veiled by the airflow of the huge wings.

Lin Xingtao lowered his head and saw the layers of romantic buildings sleeping in the darkness, and the obscure atmosphere enveloped the city.

He stretched out his hand forward and shouted: "Charge!"

The jewelry on his hand flashed a guiding light.

Then, all the mystery and silence were broken.

Nearly a thousand mechas rushed forward and smashed through the wall between the upper city and lower city - the wall that symbolized nobility. Bang bang bang! In the sound of a car tire blowing out, it collapsed!

If the people sleeping in the upper city looked into the distance at this time, they would definitely think that countless red suns were rising on the horizon - that was the light on the chest of the mecha. And the continuous flashes of light were like stars falling onto the earth—that was the light emitted by weapons.

But the real stars timidly hide away, and the light of the exchange of fire between the empire's troops and workers licks away all the barriers that block it.

The neighing of horses, the dance of muskets, and the collision of mechas. Wherever they go, madness grows and despair spreads.

--war.

Lin Xingtao laughed uncontrollably, spread his arms dangerously on the bird's back, and embraced the tense breath that hit his face.

Workers don't know how to control mechas. It doesn't matter.

Lin Xingtao stood on the back of the bird and stretched out his fist, and the workers followed suit.

Lin Xingtao walked from the bird's back to its head, and the workers followed suit.

Lin Xingtao stepped on the bird hard