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At the same time, the light plane.

The Imperial Capital of the Bright Empire.

It has been more than a hundred years since Charles the Great overthrew his father's tyranny and rebuilt the Bright Empire.

The once precarious empire, under the great efforts of the great Charles the Great to turn the tide, gradually stabilized its regime, and followed in the footsteps of the Holy See, fighting east and west, and almost all human territories were included in it.

The majestic and majestic Charles the Great, who rose up in troubled times, is also known as the emperor of a thousand years and is supported by countless people. Even Pope Saint Trivikane of the Holy See of Light is far from being able to suppress him.

However, at this time, in the solemn and solemn palace, the once powerful and powerful Emperor Charles the Great was already lying on the sickbed in the palace, withered and dying.

He left behind a large number of descendants and concubines in the harem. According to their status, they knelt down from the bed in the palace to the courtyard outside the palace. But everyone lowered their heads and kept silent, not daring to make a sound.

Emperor Charles the Great has ruled the throne for more than a hundred years, and his prestige is so great. During his lifetime, five large-scale rebellions were staged, and countless people were hanged on the gallows with one order.

Even, among his fifteen heirs, eight were suspected of rebellion and were hanged by him.

Suspected, just suspected.

It can be seen from this that Charles the Great was a suspicious person by nature. He himself killed his father to ascend to the throne, and what he feared most was that his sons would follow suit. However, although he kept his throne by doing so, no matter whether it was the harem concubines, or the surviving heirs and grandsons and great-grandsons, etc., they were all mediocre, and none of them were promising.

In other words, even those princes and grandchildren with outstanding talents have taken all kinds of self-degrading measures in order to avoid arousing the emperor's fear.

After receiving the notice that Charles the Great was critically ill.

The contemporary Pope St. Trivikane and a group of cardinals have rushed to the scene. They formed a sacred prayer formation in front of the emperor's sick bed, each holding a holy book in their hands, and sang in solemn and magnificent voices. Praise of light.

Those red-clothed archbishops had the lowest level of cultivation, all of them had pious beliefs and strong holy power. Under the singing of their collective light praise, countless light holy power gathered in the dormitory, forming holy clouds one after another.

The holy clouds converged into light spots, like an upside-down waterfall, pouring towards Emperor Charles free of charge, and the holy light continuously washed and nourished the withered body of the great emperor.

With the efforts of the archbishops in red, Charles the Great, who was dying, seemed to be returning to the light, his face became rosy, and his weak breath gradually became stronger.

"Wake up, the emperor is awake."

The favored concubines and princes and grandchildren all began to cry with joy. The Great Emperor is their backer, and once the Great Emperor falls, they will inevitably be accompanied by an incomparably miserable end.

"Silence!" The contemporary Pope Saint Trivikane solemnly reprimanded in a low voice. An invisible wave swept towards those concubines and princes and grandchildren.

The concubines, princes and grandchildren suddenly felt the terrifying pressure like a mountain, and continued to bow down silently, all of them were very disturbed.

Under the sacred and powerful praise of light, Emperor Charles gradually recovered some complexion. He opened his deep and majestic eyes and looked at the contemporary Pope Saint Trivikane. There was an indescribable complexity in his eyes, and his voice The old man said weakly: "Your Majesty, is he, is he here?"

The old and dying emperor, at this time, the concubines and princes and grandchildren were definitely not in his mind, but His Highness Wu Hui, who had had grievances with him in the magic holy land, and was later determined to be the son of god.

It was because of His Royal Highness Wu Hui that the fate of Emperor Charles the Great changed completely.

"Emperor." St. Trivikon also looked at the dying Emperor Charles with a complicated expression, and sighed, "When I received the notice of your critical illness, I have already notified the higher-ups. But you also know, that one What a noble existence. Whether he comes or not, it is not up to me to decide."

Trivikon's heart is also a little complicated. When the Holy Maiden of Light, St. Catharina, was in power, she suppressed him for decades. When Her Royal Highness finally ascended to the ascension, St. Trivikon thought he had made a comeback.

Unexpectedly, he was once again suppressed by Emperor Charles the Great.

The Pope and the Great have fought each other openly and secretly for a lifetime. But seeing his lifelong old opponent become like this, Pope Trivikane's heart is also turbulent.

"Thank you~" Emperor Charles seemed to heave a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with anticipation, and he let the bright holy light fall on him like raindrops.

His concubines and descendants, while apprehensive and apprehensive, were all full of curiosity. Their great emperor actually expected someone to come under such circumstances. Could it be that as long as that person came, the great emperor would be safe and sound?

Moreover, according to the tone of the Pope, that mysterious existence has such a prominent status that even the Emperor and the Pope can't influence his will?

Time, little by little. The singing in praise of the light became more and more intense, and the holy rain was like a waterfall.

The light of hope in the emperor's eyes is fading little by little.

"Alas~" Emperor Charles sighed bitterly, "I, Charles, am ambitious and have power in the government and the public for a lifetime. I thought I was already a figure. But in his eyes, I am afraid that I am just an insignificant ant. Forget it, I This life is enough! You guys, prepare for my funeral."

He knew very well that no matter how hard those red-clothed archbishops worked hard, they could only hang his life, and when the praise of light ended, it would be the end of his great emperor's life.

"Emperor!"

The concubines, princes and grandchildren could no longer suppress their panic and grief, and cried out the emperor's name, crying bitterly.

"Hmph! Shut up." Emperor Charles's increasingly cloudy eyes showed a trace of anger, "I, Emperor Charles, what kind of person am I. As the descendants of my great emperor, what are you crying like?"

At this moment, he regretted a little. The most promising of his descendants are dead, at his beck and call. Although there are many descendants left now, they are all useless people.

After his fall, who can support this piece of foundation? Facing the increasingly aggressive aggressiveness of the Holy See of Light, I am afraid that he can only be a real puppet.

Just when Emperor Charles was extremely annoyed.

Suddenly!

A majestic and powerful energy breath appeared in the bedroom, and the highly condensed sacred energy seemed to break through the air, and then condensed a gorgeous but solemn gate of heaven.

The eyes that Emperor Charles was about to close suddenly burst open, staring fixedly at the gate of heaven. He hoped that the one who came out of it would be the person he expected most.

"Wow!"

Inside the gate of heaven, the wave-like energy was broken, and a noble figure rushed over. She stood out of nowhere and swept around. Even if she deliberately restrained her breath, everyone felt as if she was standing upright from a high mountain.

Finally, her eyes fell on Charles the Great.

"Holy..." The first person whose face changed drastically was the contemporary Pope Saint Trivekane, who immediately knelt down on one knee with a very solemn expression, "Your Highness, no, I didn't expect you to come."

The person who came was St. Catherina, who was once the all-powerful in the Bright Continent.

Originally, according to his status, no matter how high the prestige of the saintess was, no matter how suppressed him, it was impossible to kneel down and worship. But as the contemporary pope, he certainly knows some "secrets" of the Kingdom of God.

Not long after Her Royal Highness Saint Catherina ascended to the Kingdom of God, she became a god, married His Majesty the God Lord, became a concubine, and was titled a concubine!

What an honor it is!

"Saint Catherina!" Emperor Charles was also taken aback. He didn't expect that it would be Catherine who had been away for a long time.

When he ascended the throne and became the Emperor of the Bright Empire, he cooperated with Katharina in many battles and actively built the Bright Plane. The friendship between the two is not bad.

However……

What made Charles even more concerned was that Katharina was still so young and beautiful. No, to be precise, she looked younger and more temperamental than when she was ascending, and she was so frightened that people couldn't look directly at her.

"Oh~"

Suddenly, there was another sigh. Another person walked out of the gate of heaven. His strength was very weak, so weak that he was far inferior to any archbishop in red. But he walked towards Charles' bed calmly, as if he was the only king in this world.

"Charles, you are already like this..." Of course, this person is Wu Hui who rushed over after hearing the news.

He has to come.

There are still or very few people he knew on the Bright Continent. Even though he was at odds with Charles, when he heard the news that Charles was about to die, he still rushed over.

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness!"

There was a touch of blush on Emperor Charles's face, he struggled desperately to get up, and wanted to salute Wu Hui, "Chen~cha, Charles pays homage to His Royal Highness Son of God."

"Forget it, forget it, you and I were half friends back then." Wu Hui casually raised a burst of divine power, supported his frail and old body, and traces of divine power silently penetrated into his body to help him recover. With the body's declining cells.

However, Charles could not bow down, but how could other people not worship when they heard that the Son of God had come?

Immediately, under the leadership of Pope St. Trivikane, the cardinals all knelt on the ground. Of course, the concubines, descendants and grandchildren of Emperor Charles also hurriedly knelt down to the ground, welcoming the arrival of the Son of God with great reverence.

"Your Highness, I, I..." Charles trembled and wanted to ask something.

Just when Wu Hui was about to answer, suddenly, a vast and powerful force erupted outside the palace, and a figure rushed towards this side at a high speed.

"Who is it, who dares to break into the emperor's palace by force."

Several eighth-level masters hidden in the palace shouted violently, and tried to stop the figure one after another.

"Go away, I'm Stuart!" A majestic and old voice roared angrily, "I came here to visit that old Charles after hearing the news."

"Dharma, Your Majesty the God of Law..."

Those eighth-level masters immediately responded in horror, shrinking back one after another. They all knew that although the relationship between His Majesty the God of Law and the Great Emperor was both an enemy and a friend, there had been countless fights in this life, and they attacked each other to tear down each other, but they still had some sympathy for each other.

Stuart rushed into Charles' bedroom like a gust of wind, his attention was focused on Charles, and seeing that he was not dead, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Old man, your life is still tough, I got yours." The news of the death will come immediately, if you hurry, you will be afraid that it will be too late."

"Old man, how could I die without seeing you for the last time." Emperor Charles also laughed, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Let me just say, how could such a shameless scumbag like you die so easily?" After Stuart teased, his face gradually darkened, "Old, old thing. We haven't seen each other for ten years , You, how did you become like this all of a sudden..." At the end, his tone was a little choked up.

"Hehe, I'm not like you who are devoted to practicing magic." Emperor Charles sighed helplessly, "In my whole life, I have been fighting everywhere, and I have been entangled in countless chores every day. Alas~ I just didn't expect it to collapse so quickly. Old man Things, don't talk about it, and see who is coming."

"Isn't that junior Trevikon... huh?" Stuart was concerned about Charles' life and death, so he didn't notice the other two for a while. He was first, of course, to see the dazzling St. Catharina.

And the sacred and powerful aura inadvertently emanating from Katharina's body made him tremble with fear, and after careful identification, he hurriedly saluted: "It turns out that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden has returned to the mortal world. See, Her Royal Highness is still so young and beautiful. But we... are already old."

"Stuart." Katharina also smiled and nodded back, "Congratulations, you have become a ninth-level Dharma God." In fact, Stuart had already been promoted to the Dharma God 20 or 30 years ago, and she was in charge of the heavens. Things, of course know the news.

"His Royal Highness is returning to the mortal world. I wonder if there will be treasures such as the spring of immortality?" Stuart was not very afraid of the saint, but instead asked for rewards, "Can you give me a drop or two so that I can be with you?" Charles can also be younger. Otherwise, we would lose the courage to speak in front of the unparalleled beauty of His Royal Highness."

Wu Hui's eyes turned white, he took Katharina's little hand, and glared at Stuart angrily: "I said Stuart, you old bastard, didn't you see that His Highness is here? Really Blind your dog eyes, you still dare to tease my woman."

"woman?"

Charles was shocked. Could it be that His Royal Highness married Wu Hui, the Son of God?

And Stuart also recognized Wu Hui in shock, and said in a low voice, "Wu...no, Your Highness, Son of God, you, have you descended to the mortal world too?"

Even more shocking, of course, is the contemporary Pope Saint Trivikane. He had always thought that Her Highness the Holy Maiden was married to His Majesty the God Lord, but now His Highness the Son of God held her little hand and kept saying that she was his woman.

This, this, this...

What the hell is going wrong here? He was apprehensive and terrified. Could it be that the Kingdom of God is in such chaos? Father and son... Could it be that he accidentally discovered a terrible secret...

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