Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

The chaos lasted from noon to night, and the night was a protective umbrella to cover up all crimes. In this environment, everyone unscrupulously let go of their hearts, and various evil and ugly scenes continued to be staged.

The highest floor of the Royal Palace of the French Empire.

"Are these pariahs crazy?"

Prince O'Baron stood on the balcony, and within his field of vision, the light of the flames almost illuminated the night as if it were day.

Prince Obalon threw the binoculars on the ground angrily, turned around and entered the room, and kicked the coffee table over.

All the luxurious and exquisite tea sets from Rebecca on the table fell to the floor and fell into a large pile of pieces.

Although these tea sets were worth several thousand gold coins, O'Baron didn't take them seriously at all. He walked around the room with a gloomy face, smashing or pushing down all the things that could be seen in the room from time to time.

The study that originally belonged to the Emperor was ruined, but the court stewards and guards did not dare to say a word, for fear that they would become a tool to vent their anger.

After about half an hour, O'Baron exhausted all his strength, and finally slumped on the sofa, his eyes filled with hatred and exhaustion. This was not physical exhaustion, but spiritual exhaustion.

Obalon felt as if he had experienced a battle for several days and nights, and he just wanted to take a good rest and completely forget everything.

However, the slightly scorched air blowing in from the outside reminded him that an unprecedented turmoil was taking place in the city he controlled.

Obalon was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong, especially after hearing that Melissa of the Red Lion family was involved, he subconsciously concluded that this was an act of opposition from the nobles united against him.

Maybe my trembling little nephew who was hiding in St. Peter's Church also participated, or some ambitious people opposed him under the banner of King Qin.

"Huh!" O'Baron said in a deep voice, "Let Paul come and see me!"

The secretary stammered, "Director Paul is now trapped in the Secret Service, surrounded by about 2 untouchables. The soldiers sent by the garrison headquarters were all disarmed in the past."

"Damn it, it's the professor, it must be the professor!" O'Baron took a deep breath, pondered for a while, and said, "Pick up the phone for Paul!"

After the phone call was made, O'Baron ordered Paul to secretly send the "Professor" to Baghdi Prison through a secret channel, where he was held at the top floor.

Baghdi Prison was originally the castle of a Duke of the French Empire. After taking back the royal family, it was strengthened by the emperor and eventually turned into a military fortress.

After Prince Obalon came to power, he locked most of the opposing forces and the generals in the army who were close to the royal family into the Baghdi Fortress, completely turning Baghdi into a fortress.

Paul felt a big headache after receiving the order, but he didn't dare to resist now. After seeing the current form of the capital, he instinctively wanted to leave some way out for himself, so he hesitated for a long time, and took the initiative to ask the meaning of the "professor".

Originally, he thought that the "Professor" would propose to leave, but to Paul's surprise, the "Professor" was willing to go to Baghdi Prison on his own initiative, which made Paul feel an ominous premonition.

No matter what, Paul wanted to send the "professor" out as soon as possible.

On the other side, Prince O'Barron drove everyone out of the study, and then he said slowly to a mirror: "I think you should take action. You were the ones who quelled the riots of the Relief Society back then, and you can do the same today." .”

Crackling!The glass mirror suddenly twisted, and then the glazed lamps hanging on the ceiling flickered, and many scenes in the study reflected in the mirror turned into pure and deep darkness.

call!A figure appeared in the mirror. Even though Prince O'Baron had seen it several times, he still felt horrified. He took several steps back, his legs were slightly weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

This person was covered in a black robe, with a skull silver ornament hanging on his chest. The two arms exposed outside the robe were extremely thin, his skin was gray-black, and his palms were wrinkled like dead branches.

Under the hood is a man-like face, which is said to be similar because the proportions of the facial features of this man are very uncoordinated, the face is very long, pale and bloodless, and the nose protrudes like an eagle's beak.

The most frightening thing is that the eye sockets of this person are deeply sunken, and the eyelids cannot be seen. They are completely deep black pupils, filled with an indifferent and cold aura, as if just looking at this person will freeze even the soul live.

"We Death Eaters are not your servants, we are just ordered to assist you Muggles, if you are willing to pay the price, we can do it." The man in the mirror said slowly, his voice was as uncomfortable as sawing wood.

"You wizards really...what is the price?" O'Baron said through gritted teeth. Although he felt a little dissatisfied with the attitude of these Death Eater wizards, he still forcibly endured them under the opponent's secretive means.

"30 souls!" The Death Eater said slowly, the souls in his mouth were not something that could be obtained easily, but lives.

O'Baron felt chills in his heart, and said decisively: "Impossible! Only 5000 people were sacrificed to quell the riots before, and you have doubled it by sixty times this time!"

The Pope Narrance had no good way to face the riots of the Relief Society. In the end, he rescued the mysterious group of wizards. After transforming the soldiers into fearless zombies, they used a large-scale fear halo to suppress the resistance. Emotions quelled the Relief Society riots.

Of course, the price would be five thousand young and strong lives, and O'Baron was also involved in the whole process. He has never seen such a terrifying scene until now.

30 people is not a small number. O'Baron is very clear that if he agrees, he may lose everything, and be caught and become a puppet of the Death Eaters.

The Death Eater in the mirror was not surprised, but explained: "The world has changed now, and we need more souls to achieve the same effect. If you think about it, you can contact us again at any time."

After finishing speaking, all the visions in the mirror disappeared.

"Damn it!" O'Baron picked up a chair angrily, and smashed it directly on the mirror, causing several pieces of the mirror to shatter.

His face became more and more gloomy. After taking a deep breath, he dialed the phone and said to the Legion Command on the phone: "Once those untouchables attack the central city, I allow you to use force to suppress them, yes! That's right! !"