Chapter 750 The Betrayed Minister

The First Emperor of the Empire stared at Bud and quickly asked, "It turned out to be Thundergod Wrath (Admiller), so you are the descendant of the Simon family."

General Bud quickly recognized the origin of the golden armor on the first emperor of the empire. This was armor that belonged exclusively to the legendary figure, and it had been buried with the emperor many years ago.

Staring at that majestic face, Bud found that the other person seemed very similar to a portrait passed down from his ancestors.

"Sir...are you also a descendant of the royal family?"

Sai Liu, whose throat was still blocked not far away, seemed very excited. Xiao Zhen also felt that someone was needed to set the mood at this time.

With her body free again, Selyu found that she could speak again. Excitedly, she first kicked the traitor Xiaobi, and then ran directly to the imperial army camp.

Bud waved to the guards beside him. Although this girl no longer had the imperial weapon, she should know some important information.

Sailu came before the young emperor and the general, knelt on one knee, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty and General, the one standing in front of you is His Majesty the First Emperor!"

Oka, who was also standing in the Imperial Army camp, said angrily: "Sailu, don't talk nonsense. His Majesty fell into eternal sleep a long time ago."

Many things concerning the founder of the empire were taboo, and Ouka didn't want to be implicated by his little apprentice, so he came out and reprimanded him immediately.

Bud also frowned and said in a cold voice: "Seleu Eubiquitus, you have to think carefully. What you just said is very suspicious."

Sailu started gesticulating with excitement, and explained in a panic, "It's true. I followed those guys into the tomb of the First Emperor, and saw with my own eyes how they resurrected the First Emperor!"

"What? You said you entered the Tomb of Legends!"

The little emperor's face turned pale. Although he had not paid homage to the legendary ancestor for a long time, the respect he felt for him was deep in his bones.

Budd asked doubtfully, "There are so many terrible traps in that mausoleum. How did you get in?"

The First Emperor of the Empire on the other side had lost his patience and said angrily: "Since you already know my identity, then get out of the way. I will kill this traitor who is disrupting the government today!"

Bud felt very embarrassed. After all, resurrection of the dead was unheard of throughout history. His reason told him that it was impossible, but he also hoped that the Majesty who lived a thousand years ago was really alive.

Minister Ernest felt that the situation might be dire. If he was not protected by General Bud and others, the guy who claimed to be the First Emperor would definitely kill him.

Ernest, who had enjoyed most of his life, didn't want to die like this.

"Don't believe him, this guy must be a traitor. Everything he says is a lie. And this woman in the guard team must have betrayed the empire."

When the First Emperor saw that many people actually began to believe the words of the treacherous ministers and dared to doubt his identity, he became furious.

"Since you don't believe it, let me show you the most powerful proof."

After taking a look in the direction of the Supreme Throne, the First Emperor of the Empire leaped forward, and a few moments later, he arrived at the foot of the Supreme Throne.

Touching the familiar texture, the First Emperor of the Empire said with emotion: "Old friend, I didn't expect that after so many years, I can still fight side by side with you."

He glanced inconspicuously at Xiao Zhen standing in the rebel camp. If he could drive the Supreme Throne now, perhaps he could fight with a more mysterious guy.

Don't blame him for being ungrateful. Although he was resurrected, since the other party stood on the side of the villain army, they were enemies to the death.

The Rat Spell is indeed a magical thing. The High Throne requires a specific bloodline to activate it, and the current First Emperor of the Empire is not the real him, but just a special individual resurrected by stone.

But the amazing thing is that this individual not only possesses all the memories, but even the blood in his body has been copied.

After a brief contact, the First Emperor of the Empire was sucked into the cockpit.

Everyone watched as the big thing started to move again, causing Ernest to fall to the ground.

He had tried to activate the High Throne before, but without royal blood, it was impossible to activate it.

Now the identity of that guy is almost confirmed. If he is not the reincarnation of the First Emperor, he is at least a descendant of a royal family member.

The little emperor was the most excited. He knelt on the ground without hesitation and shouted, "Long live the ancestor!"

The originally iron-blooded tough guy Bud also burst into tears and ordered all the troops behind him to kneel down with the little emperor to welcome the return of His Majesty the First Emperor!

Sheila secretly took out a plate-shaped imperial tool and tapped it a few times. The mysterious power was reflected in the purple light.

"Father, this place looks a bit dangerous. I'm leaving now!"

This kid is really filial to the extreme. He was too lazy to even help his old father when he was escaping.

Ernest's old face turned red with anger. The scene was too dangerous for him. The only thing he could count on was the imperial weapon Dimension Phalanx Shangri-La in Sheela's hand.

This treasure that can transfer space was originally owned by the emperor's descendants. If he had not stabbed the old emperor in the back, this treasure would not have fallen into Sheila's hands.

"You beast, I'm your father, how could you do this to me!"

The gem on Ernest's head emitted a mysterious light. If this brat really didn't take him with him to escape, then none of them would be able to leave.

The old guy was afraid that he would be targeted by the emperor's weapon user someday, but he actually had a trump card all along.

The jewel-type imperial weapon (Ireston) is usually worn on the forehead. It is an anti-imperial weapon that can destroy the opponent's imperial weapon. As long as the enemy enters the range, the opponent's imperial weapon can be destroyed at the cost of breaking the jewel. The damaged jewel can be regenerated in just one week, but it cannot be used before that.

Xila said with a mocking smile: "Father, you are an important official of the empire. How can you escape from this place where you have been running for a lifetime? Your son will miss you often in the future."

Even as a son, Shila didn't know that the thing his father wore on his head all day had the function of dealing with imperial weapons, so he started the villain's unique mode of dying from talking too much.

Ernest was so determined that he cursed, "Since I can't survive, you, the rebellious son, can't escape either!"

Just as he was about to start Ireston, he was attacked from behind!

The only two remaining Rakshasa ghosts looked at each other and laughed maliciously.

"I'm sorry, dear minister, but we are going to mend our ways now!"

"Yes, so I need to borrow your head as proof."

Silla moved a little further away from the others, fearing that someone would also control him.

"Hahaha, father, you didn't expect that even your own dog would betray you, how pitiful."

There was a wave of space fluctuations, and Sheila found that she seemed to still be on the battlefield, but her position had indeed moved.

Suddenly, I felt my hands were empty, and the Shangri-La in Xila's hand was snatched away. Just as she was about to glare at him, she was hit hard in the face.

Xiao Zhen fiddled with the new gadget in his hand, preparing to take it back for his family. After all, not everyone can perform space transfer.

This treasure may save a life at a critical moment.

This guy Xila was also unlucky. He flew directly in front of his father, and the two father and son had a close contact head to head.

Ernest ignored the pain in his head and even though his hands were now controlled by the two traitors, he was determined to bite this rebellious son hard.

I have to say that the minister who chews meat in his hands every day has really good teeth.