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Chapter 11 No, how could this Denglong be empty!

"Such a weak emperor."

Three consecutive punches hit the old emperor's face, and red, spicy and sour fluids were scattered all over the ground. It seemed that he was breathing in more than out.

The old undead seemed to have just come to his senses from the old emperor's words and the hatred of the past. Looking at his enemy who was unconscious of his own life after being hit by three punches from the emperor, he didn't care at all.

It would be best if he died, but if he doesn't die, then let him continue to live this ugly and miserable life.

Suddenly, it was bright outside the bedroom.

"The emperor was killed by an assassin! The Royal Magic Corps, bombard the assassin!" The prince's voice came from the darkness.

In an instant, dozens of fireballs were aimed at the old emperor's bedroom in a parabolic trajectory. Xue Lufen was stunned when he just escaped from the bedroom. He was about to say that your old thing might still be rescued.

The next moment, none of the fireballs found Xue Falun, and all of them bombarded the old emperor's bedroom, like grenades exploding. The old emperor's bedroom was instantly blown to pieces, and then collapsed in the next round of explosions.

Xue Law: "..."

He suspected that the prince was not trying to blow him up, but was simply here to kill his father.

"Let's go quickly. It's really sad that this old thing lives like this..." The old undead looked at the dilapidated bedroom and the prince who was bombarding in the distance without any reluctance.

It seemed that at this moment, he had completely said goodbye to the past. Xue Lufen turned around and did not look back.

Another round of explosions sounded, and this time the old emperor's bedroom collapsed and exploded completely, turning his kingship and dignity, which he refused to give up until his death, into powder.

The strong wind from the explosion made the corners of Xue Lufa's clothes rustle.

"The assassin is here!" The sudden shout interrupted Xue Lufen's escape route. The next moment, the fireballs aimed at the old emperor's bedroom began to fly towards him sporadically.

"Perceiving magic, there are hero-level magicians in the palace." The old undead added to Xue Falu.

After all, he was not from the Empire, and all I taught him were swordsmanship and divine arts. He knew very little about other knowledge about the Empire.

Xue Falu immediately ran away.

The moment he climbed over the wall, he saw an old man in gorgeous clothes with two guards.

The four people stared at each other.

"That's young Leoric, Prince!" The voice of the old undead came immediately.

Xue Lufen did not hesitate at all. After all, he had undergone special training with the cane and the Death Knight. His imperial swordsmanship was not to be said to be superb, but he had made some achievements.

In addition to the sudden encounter at this time, he immediately drew out the rune sword and used his body to drive the blade to rotate more than 180 degrees.

The guard who was about to draw his sword was instantly forced back by the attack and his arm was scratched. Xue Falu took advantage of the victory and attacked directly at the young Leoric, using the ultimate swordsmanship he had been studying for a long time!

See you!

He dodged the body and slashed in a spinning motion, then jumped up and used the potential energy of gravity to strike from the sky!
Ascend the dragon!

"boom!"

The ground of the palace was hit by a wave of air from the impact that came from the sky, but Xue Lufen was horrified to find that there was no feeling of any physical impact.

At the critical moment, the young Leoric was dragged away by his guards and avoided the sneak attack.

Not bro...

Can this be empty?

Seeing the opponent drawing his sword to counterattack, Xue Lufen immediately spoke out loudly.

"Lao Deng, save me!"

The pure white ribs instantly protected Xue Lufa, and the long swords were all stuck in the ribs. The huge ribs quickly grew half of the body, and the giant skeleton hand grabbed the prince Leoric.

"Undead! How is that possible!" Little Leoric and the guards couldn't believe it for a moment. How could the undead appear in the palace?

Even, legendary undead!

"Little Leoric, you're unlucky." The half-skeleton demon held the prince tightly with one hand and lifted him in front of him.

The prince's face was filled with horror. He suddenly knew who this undead ghost was. At the same time, fear instantly crept up his spine. He trembled and said in fear, "Uncle Barak?! Let me go. Your business has nothing to do with me. Please, let me go..."

"Buzz!"

The giant skeleton hand tightly gripped the prince, and blood mist exploded, turning him into "Prince-chan".

The giant skeleton demon supported the ground with both hands, and its lower body and bone wings were growing rapidly.

Not caring at all about the guards who were rolling on the ground in fear, the skeleton demon soared into the sky and flew away from the palace.

The entire palace was plunged into unparalleled chaos, with people crying for help, roaring, and other imperial grandchildren who received the news immediately rushed into the palace with their men to fight...

The Royal Knights and the Holy Knights of the Vatican continued their pursuit in the imperial capital. At this moment, the entire imperial capital seemed to be in complete chaos.

General Julia, who was guarding the city walls of the imperial capital, saw the explosion in the palace. He immediately got out of bed and ordered his troops to rush to the palace for support.

However, just as he had gathered a team of his trusted followers, the bell at the outpost rang.

General Julia discovered with horror in the dim light that in the distance, countless faint ghostly fires seemed to be filled with endless resentment towards the living, heading towards the imperial capital.

The stench of decay could be smelled from dozens of kilometers away.

The undead army is coming!
It happened just when the imperial capital was at its most chaotic!
General Julia struggled to look towards the direction of the palace. He immediately turned around and said, "Everyone, get ready to resist the undead army!"

Not many people responded, and morale was extremely low.

……

"Ugh..." Xue Lufen covered his chest, feeling an indescribable pain.

Tears seemed to be flowing from the corners of her eyes, but when Xue Lufen touched them, his hands were covered in blood.

If there was a mirror at this moment, he might be able to see that blood was slowly oozing around his facial features, which was caused by ruptured capillaries.

"Boy, your physical condition is worse than I thought. You must not use the power of the undead again!" Old Barak's tone in the body sounded very anxious.

Originally, he thought that it would be okay for Xue Falu to use his power a few times, but now it seems that the power of the undead is a taboo that the living cannot touch.

Even though their souls are connected, even though Xue Falun's soul is already "half-undead" in the eyes of the Empire and the Church.

They still know nothing about the price of using this "death" power.

The old undead is still in a "sealed" state at this time, that is, the magic sword.

He was no longer able to use any power directly, otherwise he would have been able to rush out of the cathedral by himself.

He must rely on a carrier who picks up the sword to be able to use the power of his heyday again, that is, the skeleton demon form.

"Now, even you can only use your strength for 3 minutes at most. Otherwise, your organs will fail completely and your soul will become undead. No matter how advanced the medical level in your world is, it will be useless!" The old man continued to persuade earnestly.

"Don't worry, I understand my body better than you do. I just need to stay in the hospital for a few weeks." Xue Lufen wiped the blood off his face.

It seems that the ruptured capillaries are not serious, but the lack of blood supply to the brain is starting to make him drowsy.

(End of this chapter)