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"Then, Your Majesty."

Van Dier politely stood up from his seat and asked, "Shall we have a dinner?"

+Hmm...+

Fandier responded with a thick nasal sound. The head of the corpse-like man on the Golden Throne tilted to the right under the influence of gravity, and the golden light in his eyes flashed intermittently, like a light bulb with poor contact.

Vandire had no doubt that if the Emperor's right hand had not been intact, the supreme ruler of the Imperium of Man would have fallen from his suspended seat.

It's really hard work for someone with such a physical condition to go out on inspection in person, Your Majesty.Don't worry, soon, the territory you worry about will be ours.

Vandire waited with the patience of a viper stalking its prey.

The emperor's golden eyes suddenly brightened a little, and it seemed that he had finally regained some of his weak vitality: +Let the banquet begin...+

"Your will is obeyed, Your Majesty."

The Governor of the Constantine Sector clapped his hands vigorously, and the beautiful maid who had been waiting in the audience room came out and placed the beautifully carved solid gold tableware in front of the Sector Governors.

This is an extravagant behavior strictly prohibited in the "Imperial Officials Regulations". The tableware that any official can use can only be made of pure iron, and officers must eat with tableware made from special-shaped bones.Using pure gold tableware in front of the Emperor was a small provocation from Vandire to the Emperor.

The Moff is always in a position where he can advance or retreat. Even if the Emperor calls him to task, he can pretend to be panicked and say that he believes that only pure gold tableware is worthy of the Emperor's majesty.At most, he would be scolded for a few words, and there would be no loss at all.

At this moment, he could feel the emperor's eyes lingering on the pure gold knife and fork in his hand for a moment, but he did not say even a word. Instead, he closed his eyes, as if he had no energy to reprimand.

The smile on Fandier's face widened a lot. While beckoning the maid to come forward to serve the disabled emperor, he stabbed the governor opposite him with an inadvertent glance.

The bearded governor understood and said: "Your Majesty, I heard something. The White Scars Army encountered a lot of resistance during the battle with the Ran Dan Empire. I heard that His Highness Chagatai was attacked by Ran Dan. Emperor Dan’s surprise attack has not happened until now...hiss, I wonder if this is true or not?"

The Emperor opened his eyes a little, looked directly at the Moff in the golden afterglow, and nodded imperceptibly.

The governors exchanged glances.The bearded man seemed to be taken aback. He widened his eyes and said sternly: "Your Majesty, don't be anxious. Your Highness Chagatai has his own destiny. If you need any assistance from us, just ask. Never give up!"

The emperor chewed hard the grape meat that the maid put into his mouth. The juice flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped into the collar of his robe. He said intermittently: +Stabilize...people...heart...+

Vandire was overjoyed. The empire had reached a time when it needed these governors to stabilize the situation. Now was the time when this beast across the galaxy was at its weakest, and it was also the day when these planetary governors took over.He quickly said: "Your Majesty, I am willing to work hard with dogs and horses, and I will definitely make the people of the empire live peacefully and sing and dance in peace!"

With that said, Fandier glared at the maid fiercely: "What are you still doing? Wipe His Majesty's mouth!"

The maid hurriedly pulled out the snow-white silk cloth and carefully wiped the emperor's wrinkled skin like an old tree.

"Clumsy!" Fan Dier scolded dissatisfiedly, roughly pushing away another maid, and filling the golden cup with orange juice with his own hands, "Your Majesty, let me serve you in this humble position."

Just as he was speaking, the mechanism at the bottom of the golden cup was touched by the liquid poured in, and a drop of colorless and odorless transparent liquid flowed out of the dark box and dispersed into the orange juice unnoticed.

This is a pure poison extracted from tens of millions of Central Asian space creatures. It does no harm to the body, but it can directly kill the spiritual energy in the body.The toxin content in this glass of orange juice was fifty times that of the original experiment!

According to the emperor's current physical condition, if he drinks this poisonous drink, he will be nothing more than a dying cripple!

Under Fandier's expectant gaze, the Emperor obediently drank the toxin-containing orange juice in one gulp, as if a traveler lost in the desert had discovered an oasis. After a while, not a drop of orange juice was left in the golden cup.

"It's now!"

Fandier shouted loudly, and the eyes of the remaining twelve governors burst out with spiritual light. The entire hall instantly turned into a purgatory of runes, and hundreds of lightning chains were wrapped around Ohm's body like spiritual snakes. body, sparing no effort to seize the little spiritual energy left in his body!

Vandire cautiously stepped back dozens of steps. Seeing that the Emperor could do nothing but glare at him angrily, he laughed and stepped forward: "Emperor! How do you feel now? ?! How do you feel?! Hahahahaha!!!”

+You...why...+

"Why? Of course it's for greater power!" Fan Dier's originally flattering face was now extremely ferocious. He grabbed Ohm's neck and roughly pulled him down from the golden throne. "You are just a person. An orphan of low blood! A bastard without a father or a mother! Why can you be the leader of all mankind, while I can only be a governor in this small sector?!"

"Give up your resistance, Your Majesty." The bearded man looked at Ohm wrapped in lightning chains, stepped on the supreme emperor's chest, and laughed. "We will take good care of your empire and let our noble blood and surname be passed down forever! As for you, just sit obediently on the golden throne and be your puppet!"

"Are you feeling speechless gradually? Are you wondering why your guards haven't broken in to kill us yet? That's right!"

Vandier let out a burst of wild laughter and said: "What little psychic energy you have left has been corroded by the venom I developed! Your guards were also thrown to the edge of the galaxy using teleportation beacons! I will tell the Empire The people are your sons who wounded you, and we are the regents you chose with your last breath!”

+You are not afraid of...the wave of the people...+

"Civilians are just a bunch of stupid ants, what do they know?" Another planetary governor said disdainfully, "As long as we increase our propaganda a little bit, there will naturally be a lot of people who will serve us like they serve you! Yes! With you in our hands, not even the Emperor's Dream would dare to fire at us!"

"Hahaha! I want the Imperial Army to look after my home and courtyard!"

"The original masters still don't know that they have turned from princes to rebels!"

"I really look forward to their expressions when they know the news! Hahahaha!"

The figures of the Moffs, illuminated by the firelight of the fireplace, were reflected like twisted devils on the walls of the Iris Hall, leaving unholy shadows on the Emperor's sculptures and imprints of purity.

And amid this smug laughter, Ohm slowly and difficultly raised a finger and pointed upward.This action caught Vandil's attention, and he looked in the direction of Ohm's fingertips——

I saw a little goblin with two pairs of transparent wings on his back and a head full of blue hair. He was carrying a camera that was larger than his body, recording their ugly appearance in detail!

What...when? !

Looking at the stiff postures of the governors, Buck said dissatisfied: "Go on, this is a live broadcast, and everyone in the empire is watching!"

+Hip-hop hahaha...+

Ohm opened his eyes like molten gold, looked at the governors who were like stuck puppets, smiled and said to Vandil who was covered in cold sweat: +Why are you so serious?Come on, give me a smile. +