Chapter 330 Mad King
In the attic, King Arthur clapped his hands happily.
Looking back, Viscount Karim's palace guard was pressed to the ground and struggled frantically.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't do it. I was wrong. I plead guilty."
In fact, the loud noise had already made Viscount Karim aware of the ending.
But he didn't see the result, and he was unwilling to give up after all.
"Haha, interesting.
Come, let me see how beautiful his fireworks are."
King Arthur dragged Viscount Karim to the wall and pressed him directly on the battlement.
Viscount Karim struggled desperately, but there was a palace guard on each side who tied him tightly, so it was not so easy to struggle free.
But he finally saw the fireworks of his own family, which were indeed... very bright.
"Your Majesty, you deserve to die, I curse you... The bloodline of the Louis family will be cut off from you..."
Viscount Karim had nothing to worry about, and he started to spray wildly.
But King Arthur was not angry, but nodded in agreement: "I am going to die, but I am very happy to have your family with me."
Turning around, King Arthur ordered coldly: "Throw him down."
Bang! ! !
The world quickly became quiet.
You see, it is so easy to deal with someone who has a problem with you.
This time, even the ministers began to tremble.
There has never been such a cruel king in the Kingdom of Locke.
Then, it was King Arthur's game time. Anyone who was found to have colluded with outsiders by him was directly given a family portrait package.
After a while, half of the people on the scene were gone.
"I am very happy. Everyone who is still alive is my loyal minister, so they died and you are still alive."
King Arthur pointed his finger, scaring everyone back and not daring to look at him.
After all, no one knows what a madman is thinking.
But his life is probably saved.
As the killing progressed, King Arthur seemed to be getting crazier and crazier.
Perhaps he had already gone mad, but was just unblocked step by step at this time.
"By the way, I frightened everyone. I want to compensate my loyal subjects."
King Arthur had just sat down when he suddenly jumped up again.
I don't know when the pistol was in his hand again, and the gun head turned.
"Let our royal blood come to cheer you up."
Pah pah pah! ! !
A round of gunfire, the princes and princesses screamed, and the rest also screamed in fear.
"Father, I am your son."
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
King Arthur turned a deaf ear, and when the bullets of one gun were used up, he immediately changed to another gun and continued.
While shooting, he muttered to himself: "Don't worry, you go first, I will accompany you later.
How can our royal blood lose?
How can we be humiliated by the untouchables?"
He fired like a madman.
Even the palace guards subconsciously stepped away a few steps.
The blood of the royal blood is also the same red.
There was a pool of blood on the ground. The noble princes and grandsons of the past were all lying on the ground like garbage.
King Arthur kept pulling the trigger, and the hammer of the empty gun kept clicking.
After a while, he seemed to react and threw the gun to the ground.
Leaning on the throne a little tiredly, King Arthur gasped.
Raising his head, there were still a lot of bloodshot in his eyes, but they were very clear.
No one knew whether he was really crazy or pretending to be crazy.
"I'm tired, it's time to end it all."
King Arthur's voice suddenly became louder: "My guards, complete my last order, and then go yourselves, you will be free."
The palace guards seemed to have known what was going to happen long ago, and under the leadership of several commanders, they bowed slightly to the throne.
No matter how unbearable King Arthur was in the eyes of outsiders, he was very good to them.
A guard leader turned around and said resolutely: "Your Majesty is leaving and needs some people to accompany him. A few of us will stay, and you can deal with the burial objects."
They had already discussed it. A man will die for his friend. How could King Arthur, a king, not have a few people to accompany him and serve him?
The remaining ministers had survived by chance, but they immediately realized that something was wrong when they heard this.
But the palace guards were faster and had already raised their guns.
Pah pah pah!!!
King Arthur had a mocking smile on his face. Loyal ministers?
A group of incompetent people, go to the underground and continue to be loyal.
The remaining palace guards quickly brought barrels of kerosene to the ground, and the last few confidants stood in front of the throne.
After the last group of guards left, they lit the kerosene.
The flames burned quickly, and the entire attic was quickly engulfed in flames.
King Arthur sat on the throne and looked at his own world.
What will the future be like? He has tried his best.
Now, everything should end.
Are there any regrets?
Of course there were, but not many.
Having mastered the supreme power and experienced all the beauty in the world, he no longer had many regrets.
As for the last group of loyal guards, he did not feel anything.
He did not persuade them, nor was he moved, just as he had never regretted killing his father to ascend to the throne.
In the flames, the era of King Arthur ended.
And the capital city also fell into the final chaos and killing.
King Arthur's last order was to kill.
Kill the nobles and officials first, then the ordinary civilians.
He did not have any mercy at all, he just wanted to leave his own mark.
The whole capital was set with many ignition points. After the killing, the palace guards set everything on fire.
Every palace guard got rich from the looting that night.
In the future, whether to take off clothes and become a civilian, or go south to join the last prince of the royal family, or even surrender to the Northern Principality, it is up to you.
As King Arthur always said, after I die, I don’t care about the flood.
It was the third day when Virut advanced to the wall of the capital.
This was because the last resistance army lost its fighting spirit due to the great changes in the capital, otherwise it could have been delayed for half a month.
However, this capital was the first time Virut saw it, and it turned out to be a ruin.
The last nobles of the Locke Kingdom were almost wiped out.
A large number of senior nobles and officials were killed by their families, and the survivors were all small nobles.
The whole city experienced a fire, and some places are still burning.
Unless God comes to the world, no one can save this city.
"What a pity."
Virut sighed. The few survivors restored part of the experience of that night. What King Arthur did was simply unprecedented.
No king had ever done such a thing as him. It can be said that he was recorded in history in a unique way.
A generation of mad kings came to an end.
As for Radek, the last royal bloodline of the Locke Kingdom, Virut was not worried at all.
Hurry up and form all the war reports, and the army representing the Northern Principality entered the capital.
It is impossible to continue the attack. The most important thing at the moment is disaster relief.
King Arthur can go directly to the underground to talk to the devil, but the Northern Principality can't. It has to pretend.
In a sense, it can also slow down the speed of the Northern Principality's advancement.
