Alien paradise

Mekfa had already jumped into the crowd. His reaction and strength were not like those of a human. He grabbed a guest and threw him at Wilson's guards. It was like a cannonball shot out of a gun. Wherever it fell, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Even the steam warriors wrapped in heavy armor would fall backwards!

And ordinary musket bullets could not seriously injure Mekfa at all - although there were small wounds all over his body, none of them could stop him from moving. Only when the small-caliber hand cannon in the hands of the steam warriors fired, he would temporarily dodge.

"Is the Flower Sword so powerful?" Dann frowned.

"No... He was indeed one of the best in the Royal Guards in the past, but this strength is definitely not something that a master-level warrior can have." Fallan shook his head, "If other guards have this level, Long Jiujun can't take the capital at all! Maybe he has reached the legendary level... or even higher, just as he said..."

He crossed the threshold below God!

After knocking down a group of guards, Mekfa finally found a gap in the defense line. He put one hand together and slashed at the gap between the two steam warriors who rushed over. A blue flame swung out from his hand, piercing through the two like a long knife, and cut into Wilson Longjiu who turned around and evacuated!

Everyone witnessed this shocking scene.

A horrible wound appeared on the back of Duke Longjiu, almost splitting from the shoulder to the waist. The burnt muscles were bent, exposing the white bones and wriggling internal organs underneath!

"Father!"

The son of the Longjiu family was immediately furious.

"Hahahaha..." Mekfa laughed wildly, "Your Majesty, did you see it? The culprit who killed you has been killed by me! What a bullshit god-favored person, in the end, he is just a mortal!"

"No way..." Fallan muttered.

He couldn't believe that Mekfa actually assassinated Duke Longjiu by himself. It was originally thought that the capital would not be affected by the war for a long time, but with the fall of Wilson Longjiu, he seemed to see the turmoil that was about to hit like a storm.

"It doesn't matter, I will let you go with him..." Mekfa raised his palm-turned-sword arm again-this time, he aimed at the heir of the famous Longjiu family.

But Bi Fei suddenly stood up, she opened her arms and blocked everyone.

The moment she saw the Ninth Princess, the Flower Sword shook involuntarily, and the right hand that was about to chop down also stopped in mid-air.

"You..."

Bi Fei just stared at him, her face was a little pale, and she was obviously afraid in her heart, but even so, she still didn't give up her position.

"The assassin is him!"

Another large number of guards rushed into the lobby, followed by a dozen steam warriors, and their heavy footsteps made everyone tremble with fear. At this point, no guest would care about the safety of the Longjiu family. They only worried about whether they could survive this conflict.

Mekfa spat, retracted his hand, turned around and punched, and actually blasted a big hole in the wall! He went through the gap and ran towards the room connected to the lobby.

The scattered smoke and dust made the scene even more chaotic.

"Don't let him run away!"

"Catch him, I'll see his body!"

Several people were even pushed down and stepped on by the steam warriors who caught up, and screams were endless.

"Now!"

Dane pulled him up, and the two of them crouched and hid by the wall at the entrance. After all the guards rushed in, they immediately ran out of the hotel lobby in the opposite direction.

"Go this way, I know a small path leading to the back street."

"Okay, you lead the way!" Farelan followed him without hesitation. Whenever this happened, the old partner could always plan a retreat in advance. But while he was running, the picture in his mind was still the scene after the Duke fell.

He could never have thought that Bi Fei would stand up at this time, and what was even more unexpected was that Mekfa actually stopped in the end!

Was it because of the old relationship with the royal family?

No, when the Laurel Dynasty was crumbling, he did not return to the capital immediately to participate in the last defense battle, which in itself explained a lot of problems.

A mere Ninth Princess with a low ranking could not shake the Flower Sword.

And Farilan saw it.

The moment he stopped, what flashed in Mekfa's eyes was not reluctance, but fear.

Was he afraid of an underage girl?

Or did he see something else through Bi Fei?

Too many questions lingered in Farilan's mind, leaving him clueless. But he knew that the short-lived peace had ended, and a new round of war was about to start on the continent.

No... Maybe as Dann said, the war had already begun.

...

"Father, father!" Qi Bo knelt in front of his father trembling, and hurriedly stuffed his clothes under him, hoping to stop the other party's endless blood in this way. But this attempt was obviously futile, the clothes were soon soaked, and the blood gathered into a trickle, flowing all the way down the stage.

How could this happen?

The Longjiu family endured humiliation and worked hard to govern the country. They were about to become the rulers of the kingdom, but the father, who was the backbone, fell down at a moment, and he was far from ready to take over the burden of the family!

"You don't have to do this..." Wilson Longjiu's lips slowly opened and closed, and he whispered, "I said... everyone has his own destiny, and this is my... destiny."

"No, you should ascend the throne and become the king, not-"

Qi Bo suddenly shut up in the middle of his speech. He was horrified to find that there was no resentment or unwillingness in the Duke's eyes. The words of accepting fate were not empty words.

For the first time, he realized that he didn't know his father at all.

"Father, please speak frankly now... The family cannot be without a leader for a day. Who do you plan to let take over the kingdom?" Qisel couldn't help asking.

"Third brother, what are you talking about!" Qi Bo glared at him.

"I, I asked correctly... Didn't the family motto say that the survival of the family should be the priority at all times..." the latter said through gritted teeth.

Qi Bo was stunned because he found that his second brother did not refute him, but remained silent.

So they all thought... choosing who to be the heir was the most important thing at the moment?

"Qi Bo, take good care of... Gaofeng Company..." The Duke said intermittently, no longer having the majesty of the past, "Zigwei... Qisel, help your eldest brother. This kingdom... just leave it to... that God..."

"What do you mean? Father, what I'm asking is... who will inherit the throne..." Qisel couldn't help but repeat it again.

However, Wilson Longjiu didn't answer him again.

He took a last look at his three children, and then closed his eyes.

"My Lord, the doctor is here!"

"Get out, what's the point of coming now! Get out of here!" Qisel Longjiu cursed, "You are all trash, trash! So many people can't even protect my father, what's the point of having you!"

Qi Bo felt his father's chest stop beating... Although he hoped it was a nightmare, the Duke's death had become an irreversible fact. And there were many witnesses at the venue, and it would not be long before the news would be known to everyone.

What should he do?

Take good care of the company... Is it enough to just take care of the company? What about the capital? How to deal with the attack from the east? What will the lords of the West do?

And what does it mean to hand over the kingdom to the Lord God?

At this moment, the butler Weiden, who had been standing by the stage without moving, suddenly bent down slowly and handed a green key to Qi Bo, "Go and have a look, your father has already made arrangements. Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."