Chapter 832 Your plan failed

In the royal capital of Yerov, in a mansion in the aristocratic district.

At this time when the aristocratic district was in raging war, the fighting in this mansion had ended.

Whether it was the corridor, hall or courtyard, the ground was stained red with blood.

Corpses fell one after another in a pool of blood, with various weapons and broken armor scattered around, telling people what kind of tragic massacre this place had experienced before.

Sorok, holding the sword of power, walked here slowly, followed by magic dolls and black-eyed knights.

Not long after, Sorok came to a man lying on the ground.

"Bang!"

He raised his foot and stomped on the man mercilessly.

"puff!"

The man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother!"

Next to him, a girl who was being escorted by the black-eyed knights suddenly screamed.

If Li Ge were here and saw this girl, he would definitely be able to recognize her identity.

She is the eldest lady of the Cordelion family, a talented girl in the kingdom who has become a tactical-level magician before she was twenty years old - Saint Charlia Cordelion.

This is the Cordelion family's mansion.

In this case, the person who fell in front of Sorok and was trampled mercilessly by Sorok was undoubtedly the eldest young master of the Cordelion family—Saint Nidor Cordelion.

It's a pity that the Duke's son, who is known to have more royal qualities than anyone in the royal family, is now like a dead fish, allowing Thorok to bully him.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time, you know?"

Sorok looked at Saint Nidor condescendingly, grinned, and spoke happily.

"Ever since the last time you trampled on my dignity like this, I haven't been thinking about it for a day. One day, I must get it all back."

As he spoke, Sorok's foot stepped on Saint Nidor's body and kept exerting force.

"How's it going? Doesn't it feel good to be stepped on like trash?"

"Do you feel that the eyes around you are looking at you, full of contempt and disdain?"

"I was like this last time. I was defeated mercilessly by you in front of everyone. I wanted to kill everyone around me who saw that scene."

Sorok seemed to be venting his past grievances. Regardless of Saint Nidor's reaction, the force under his feet continued to increase.

"Why do you want to compete with me for the throne?"

"I don't even think about it. Do you have the qualifications?"

"Even if you have the right to inherit, since your failed father has become a duke, wouldn't it be better for you to just be the son of a duke? Why do you insist on fighting me?"

"It's okay now. From now on, the Duke Faction will no longer exist, and the Cordelion family will be completely destroyed."

"It's all your fault, your useless father, your ambitions that you shouldn't have, you know?"

Sorok's bad words made Saint Shalia, who was being escorted by the Black-Eyed Knight next to her, speak out angrily.

"You lunatic! How dare you do such a thing... The kingdom will never let you go!"

Not only Saint Shalia shouted angrily like this, but Saint Nidor, who was trampled under Sorok's feet and was already dying, raised his head and looked directly at Sorok.

"...Do you think you can dominate everything with violence?"

St. Nidore was unexpectedly calm.

In response, the smile on Sorok's face also faded.

"What? The eldest young master of the Duke's family still wants to preach to me like last time?" Sorok sneered: "Of course power can control everything, including rights."

"Both you and my father are too slow in doing things. You clearly have the power, so why don't you use it to control everything?"

"It's just because you are always grinding and worrying about this and that that you will end up like this."

"Now, you are already a loser and you are not qualified to preach to me anymore. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Sorok flew out and kicked Saint Nidor out.

"cough……!"

St. Nidor's body hit the wall heavily, he coughed out another mouthful of blood, and the vitality in his body became weaker.

As if he was no longer interested in this loser, Sorok turned around and walked towards Saint Xalia, who was glaring at him.

"Tell me, what should I do with you?"

Sorok sneered as if he was enjoying Saint Shalia's unwillingness and anger.

"Don't think you have won, mad dog." Saint Xalia was not afraid at all and said coldly: "I don't believe that everyone in this country will really be at your mercy and controlled by you."

"So what if you use this method to seize the throne?"

"No one in this country will recognize you, and no one in the surrounding countries will recognize you as a qualified king."

"People like you will eventually bring disaster and misfortune to this country."

"At that time, even if you really sit on the throne, all you will be left with is eternal infamy!"

Saint Shalia's angry words made Sorok laugh.

"Infamy? Disaster? Misfortune? So what?"

"I don't care about that kind of thing!"

"As long as I have this power, I can control everything and get everything!"

"What happens to the rest of them has nothing to do with me!"

Sorok declared this, and a cold power wave rose up from his body, causing Saint Xalia's pupils to shrink, and she finally showed a look of fear.

She didn't know what this power was.

She only knew that Sorok had changed, becoming crazier, more violent, and more unreasonable than before.

At the same time, Sorok also became stronger, so strong that she found it incredible.

The proof is St. Nidore who fell there.

You know, Saint Nidol is a swordsman that even Albert Borlei, who is known as the first swordsman, is full of praise. He is also an absolute strong one among senior swordsmen. With Li In grid terms, that is equivalent to the peak of Level 6.

This kind of Saint Nidor has easily defeated Sorok in the past. Even though Sorok is also a senior swordsman, compared with Saint Nidor, this mad dog is still no match for him.

But this is obviously the case. Today, Sorok easily defeated St. Nidor in a one-on-one situation.

Coupled with the power that can dominate others, Saint Xalia could not imagine why there would be such a big change in this person.

"You, you won't succeed!"

Saint Xalia could only suppress the fear in her heart and shouted like this.

"Someone will stop you!"

Saint Xalia could only tell herself this.

but……

"You definitely won't be able to see that scene."

Sorok's eyes gradually turned cold and violent as he looked at Saint Xalia.

"Don't worry, I won't let you two brother and sister die too easily."

"Especially you, Saint Xalia, I will definitely use you well and let you please me to the fullest."

"Although you are my cousin, it doesn't matter. I don't want to marry you, let alone have children. If I just use it for fun, your body is still very valuable."

"Am I right?"

Hearing this, Saint Xalia trembled all over, and the fear deep in her heart finally rose.

Saint Shalia gritted her teeth at the thought that she would become the plaything of such a mad dog.

"Zorok! You bastard...!"

And St. Nidor, who had just accepted his fate calmly, now became angry.

"Take them both down to me. The man will be tortured every day, and the woman will be sent to my palace. I will enjoy it tonight."

Sorok waved his hand, and several black-eyed knights came forward and caught St. Nidor who was struggling to get up.

"Thorok!"

"let me go!"

One brother and sister shouted at Sorok, and the other struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Just when the two were about to be taken away, a man in black robe appeared behind Sorok.

"Your plan failed."

With one word, the smile on Sorok's face stagnated, and everyone around him stopped what they were doing.

"……what happened?"

Sorok looked at the man in black robes with a gloomy face.

The man in black robe ignored Sorok's gaze and talked to himself.

"Lege Brighaut did have a conflict with Redson Ellieman, but he not only blocked Redson Ellieman's troubles, but the Shadow Sword Master you sent to ambush and attack him also He was killed by his counterattack."

"The magic dolls failed to restrain the princess, and there seemed to be an unexpectedly powerful fighting force around her."

"As well as the Franzel family, the strategic-level eldest lady was also protected by unexpectedly powerful combat power."

"Now, Redson Ellieman probably knows that you are the culprit of everything. He has already run to the side of the eldest prince and the seventh prince to protect them."

"As for the Duke Faction, it is indeed almost collapsed, but you know, this achievement is nothing compared to the previous failure."

As the man in black robe described the current situation sentence after sentence in a frivolous tone, Sorok's face became more and more gloomy and ugly.

"...He can actually be that old immortal? Can he successfully fight back against the assassination of the Shadow Sword Master?"

Sorok didn't know whether he couldn't accept it or didn't want to believe it, so he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"No, I don't believe it. He even used [Tianying's Light] to suppress him. No matter how strong he is, he shouldn't be like this."

Regarding Sorok's words, the man in black robe shrugged.

"But this is a fact." The man in black robe said as if it was nothing to do with him: "I advise you to think about what to do next, otherwise, you will have to wait for Lige Brighaut and Redson Allier Once Man calms down, you will have to face those two monsters at the same time."

"By the way, let me tell you that the knight leader of the Kingdom Knights is also rushing back."

"If you don't want to face three monster sword masters at the same time, you have to think carefully about the next step."

As the man in black robe had warned before, the special holy object in Sorok's hand could not control someone who was too powerful. Therefore, in order not to hinder his next plan, Sorok pretended to be Hemulinpu. , randomly found a reason, and sent Floren Borlei out of the royal capital.

Now, it seems that the knight leader has also received the news that there is chaos in the royal capital, and is rushing back.

"whispering sound……"

Sorok was speechless, his previous pride and arrogance completely gone.

On the other hand, Saint Nidor and Saint Charlia had hope in their eyes.

"Has the old sword master come out yet?"

Saint Nidol looked happy.

"Mr. Rigg..."

Saint Xalia was also overjoyed.

Seeing this, the violence in Sorok's heart was aroused.

"You are very happy, aren't you?" Sorok said coldly: "But have you forgotten that I have already said that you will definitely not be able to see that scene."

Saying these words, Sorok took out the curved sword that exuded an ominous aura and slowly walked towards the brother and sister.

Saint Nidor and Saint Charlia certainly knew how terrifying that curved sword was.

Thorok had already demonstrated its power once before them.

It was precisely because of this curved sword that the Cordelion family suffered such a miserable defeat.

In this regard, the brother and sister just watched all this silently and closed their eyes.

"Come on, give me your body and soul."

Sorok raised the curved sword in his hand, pointed it at Saint Shalia, and stabbed it suddenly.

"careful!"

Behind Sorok, the man in black robe was watching all this as if he were watching a play, but suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, his expression changed, and he shouted at Sorok.

"…………!"

Sorok's heart suddenly jumped, and he stopped what he was doing without saying a word, jumped up, and was about to jump back.

Unfortunately, it is too late to react at this time.

"Bang!"

Just as Sorok jumped back, a figure appeared beside him as if teleporting, spun around, and kicked him hard.

"Guah...!"

Sorok immediately let out a muffled groan, and was kicked out, rolling around on the ground several times.

"choke!"

"choke!"

The black-eyed knights who were escorting Saint Nidor and Saint Charlia suddenly reacted violently and fiercely pulled out the swords tied to their bodies.

But at the same time as they drew their swords, two more figures appeared at the same time and rushed in front of them.

"boom!"

A smaller figure released astonishing spiritual power, creating a spiritual shock that knocked all the black-eyed knights away.

"Pfft!"

A larger figure moved his hands lightly, pulling out several claw lights and shredding the remaining bodies of the black-eyed knights.

The two figures, one large and one small, seemed to be in an uninhabited land, easily defeated the black-eyed knights, and liberated Saint Nidor and Saint Charlia.

"【break down】."

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice also sounded, causing a purple wave to shoot out and cover the magic dolls.

"boom!!!"

The purple wave suddenly hit a large area like a laser cannon, disintegrating that area into nothingness.

The Cordelion house that was supposed to end the fighting suddenly turned into a battlefield and was shaken again.