Green Monster Epic

Chapter 785: Turmoil

At the Royal Capital Garrison headquarters, as brilliant fireworks bloomed in the daytime sky, the military leaders, gathered by the Garrison's commanders for a casual meeting, were still immersed in merriment.

Only the three commanders who organized this gathering and their confidants reacted. After a silent exchange of glances, a crisp sound of porcelain shattering on the ground echoed, startling the group of burly soldiers. Simultaneously, a series of steady footsteps resounded outside.

Shadows flickered past the windows, and soon the building, which occupied a considerable area, was completely surrounded. Dozens of officers were still at a loss, their questioning gazes fixed on the commanders who were heading towards the main door, about to push it open.

"Duke Sunak, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, colluded with Prince Fleming to imprison His Majesty Denzel, forcing him to appoint Prince Fleming as his heir. Their actions have exceeded the bounds of their duty as subjects. Today, we are determined to raise an army to protect the King and, together with the Church of the Suffering, cleanse the darkness of the court and restore the Kingdom to its clear and bright days!!"

"Everyone, we now invite you to join us and fight for the future of the Kingdom!!"

Emmett, the commander of the Second Brigade of the Garrison, put away his smile, turned his back to the door with a serious and earnest expression, and extended an olive branch to his colleagues.

"Commander Emmett, are you drunk? What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight!!"

"What imprisonment!! Ordinary people may not know His Majesty's condition, but don't we all understand? Half a year ago, His Majesty even summoned us, and Prince Fleming was there to accompany him. If His Majesty was imprisoned, he could have said a word, and we would have immediately…"

The officers in this garrison were mostly supporters of the monarchy and trusted warriors of the royal family, which is why they were able to serve as officers in the Royal Capital Garrison. Now, hearing Emmett's words, they felt as if they were listening to an unbelievable joke, their faces filled with astonishment and even anger, and they immediately retorted.

"It seems that you are unwilling to join us. Then, I'm sorry, but I can only borrow something from you!!"

"Release!!!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~~

One powerful crossbow bolt after another tore through the sturdy walls around the house, whistling as they pierced into the plainclothes human officers inside.

"Ah!!"

"Fight them!!!"

Many people didn't have time to react and became souls under the arrows. However, more human warriors, relying on their excellent skills, dodged and weaved in the narrow space. Although they were embarrassed and flustered, they managed to survive the first wave of fierce attacks.

Although they were here for a meeting and many people didn't bother to wear heavy armor, as soldiers who made a living by fighting, almost no one would be without a weapon. After everyone dodged the first wave of attacks, someone raised their arms and shouted, issuing a call to counterattack, before subsequent attacks could occur.

Those who could be selected for the Royal Capital Garrison, leading the elite warriors of the royal capital, were definitely among the best in the kingdom, whether in terms of intelligence or skill. Although everyone still hadn't figured out why their previously amiable companions and superiors were now full of murderous intent, showing no regard for camaraderie and dealing deadly blows, in order to survive and avenge their dead comrades, everyone charged towards the dilapidated house with red eyes.

Boom!!

The stone and wooden building turned into a pile of rubble behind them. What the garrison officers who rushed out of the house saw was a fully armed army with deep killing intent. The spears and swords, like a forest of steel, were already unsheathed. As Emmett roared, these warriors unhesitatingly charged towards their targets.

"I am the captain of the Second Regiment of the Third Brigade. What you are doing now is an act of rebellion…"

Someone saw a blurry and somewhat familiar face under the somber helmet of these warriors and quickly revealed his identity to them. However, what they received in return was a series of merciless slashes and stabs, each aimed directly at the officers' vitals.

The outcome of several thousand warriors facing dozens of officers with little protection was self-evident. In just half a magic hour, these stubbornly resisting officers became corpses in the military camp.

"Why…"

A brave officer, using his last bit of strength, finally reached Emmett, only to be pierced through the back by several spears, thrown into the air, and then heavily dropped to the ground.

Even as he was dying, he did not forget to stare at Emmett with intense hatred, weakly questioning him.

Clang!!

Emmett drew his longsword and slowly walked to his former colleague, whose life was coming to an end, his eyes devoid of any weakness.

Pfft!!

The longsword flashed across the other's neck, and then the other's head parted ways with his body, a pool of blood-red liquid gushing out from the wound. After doing all this, the indifferent Emmett watched the other warriors begin to clean up the battlefield, while muttering to himself in a low voice: "The people of the kingdom need faith to guide them forward. You who have turned away from the gods should be judged!!"

"May your soul be forgiven."

In the Lionheart Royal Capital's city fortress, the city lord had taken several confidants to attend the old king's funeral. Dorcon, the supervisor left behind to handle affairs, was lazing around in his office when suddenly, many hurried footsteps came from outside, mixed with sporadic shouts and curses.

"What's going on? Is some department arguing again?"

Dorcon got up, ready to go out and see what was happening. Before he could reach the door, the closed door was slammed open from the outside with a bang, and several armored warriors walked in, holding bright, gleaming blades.

"What are you doing? Trying to rebel? This is the city lord's building, a place for official business. You hooligans are causing trouble here!!"

Seeing that the soldiers were wearing the standard equipment of the Garrison, Dorcon sternly rebuked the uninvited guests loudly.

Whoosh!!

Two long knives, without distinction or explanation, directly slashed at Dorcon's face. Unprepared, Dorcon instinctively ducked his head and hunched over, clumsily hiding under the mahogany table in front of him.

Pfft! Pfft!!

The long knives slammed heavily on the mahogany table, the blades even embedding themselves directly into the thick tabletop, almost splitting the table in two. Seeing how serious the attackers were, and that they were trying to kill him, Dorcon, terrified, didn't dare to say any more harsh words. He picked up the rogue skills that he hadn't used in who knows how long, and disappeared from under the table with a shadow jump.

"Damn it!! He got away!!"

"He can't escape!!"

The four intruders were somewhat surprised, but then spoke with murderous intent.

"His aura appeared in the fourth room on the left. Chase him!!"

The most important core departments in the royal capital, apart from the royal palace, had now become a place of slaughter. Squads of garrison soldiers who had received orders marched out of the barracks, quickly killing their way to these departments and surrounding them.

The leading commanders and officers had clear targets. With the internal cooperation of some members of these departments, they quickly cleared out these departments from top to bottom.

Countless officials and clerks, before they could even figure out what was happening, were either killed by these fierce soldiers or captured and imprisoned. Anyone who dared to resist was ruthlessly suppressed, even if these people had previously had good relationships with each other.

The four gates of the royal capital were all closed. As the garrison troops mobilized, the common people, sensing the heavy atmosphere but unaware of the inside story, returned to their homes, tightly shutting their doors, afraid to come out. For many years, this prosperous city, which never closed its markets at night, had not seen such control and curfew. Only a few clergy members in earth-gray thick skirts or short robes, and professionals bearing the emblem of the God of Suffering, shuttled through the empty streets, undisturbed by the passing garrison troops.

Outside the royal capital, the spider web-like urban area formed by a network of prosperous commercial roads was now also mostly in turmoil. Especially in the kingdom's important commercial cities and military fortresses, fighting and curfews seemed to be the main theme of the day.

Many people, in a daze, lost the power in their hands and became prisoners of the rebels in their respective cities. Some people and families were even directly purged, becoming wisps of souls.

… … … …

"You have already deviated from the faith served by our Lord, gone astray, and must be corrected to return to the right path! !"

"Lay down your desires, and piously bow before our Lord to confess and atone for your sins! !"

In the Royal Garden, the atmosphere was particularly solemn because the words of Bishop Vucic, with a sacred and pious expression, made Sunak, Fleming, and others feel oppressed and angry.

Once upon a time, the royal family and nobles struggled to survive in the shadow of the clergy members of the Church of the Suffering, who seemed righteous and holy but were actually condescending and suppressed them. Now, the reason why everyone is resisting and fighting is because they don't want to live without dignity anymore. It was not easy to get to where they are today, but they did not expect that these lackeys and fangs of the gods have not changed, and are still so arrogant and disregard the existence of others.

"Bishop Vucic, we respect you as a devout follower of the God of Suffering, but please don't forget that the land you are standing on is the Kingdom of the Lionheart, a symbol of courage and fighting spirit, a country created by the great human hero Alex in ancient times! !"

"The Lionheart Kingdom can stand for ten thousand years, not because of your Church of the Suffering, not because of the so-called blessings of the gods in your mouths, but because hundreds of millions of human warriors in our Lionheart Kingdom have sacrificed and dedicated themselves to this day! !"

"Even without you and the gods you serve, hundreds of millions of our citizens full of fighting spirit and courage will surely be able to continue our civilization and country. But without us, your gods will surely fall from the sky to the ground and become ordinary people! !"

Finally, the young Prince Fleming took the initiative to stand up and righteously express his dissatisfaction with Vucic and his group.

"Heretical remarks will surely be punished by the Holy Lord. My Lord's devout lambs, why don't you take action? ?"

Vucic's slightly squinted eyes suddenly widened after hearing Prince Fleming's generous statement, and he issued an order to the nobles and officials in the field with majesty.

"Take action? ? Commander Sidney! !"

Sunak pulled Fleming off the podium and dragged him to the center of his camp, and greeted his legendary companion who was ready to go into action.

Clang! ! !

The sound of weapons being unsheathed rang out, and a majestic energy, under Sidney's control, was fiercely split out.

The royal guards who surrounded the crowd also took action almost at the same time, but their targets were different. Some warriors rushed resolutely towards Vucic and his six seemingly thin figures, while others suddenly launched an attack, directly slashing their weapons at their colleagues.

Vucic and his five subordinates stood still, and no attack could fall on them. Halfway through, they were intercepted by the guards who had betrayed them, and these colleagues were mercilessly beheaded by their weapons.

Puff! ! ! !

Puff! ! ! !

Several corpses were cut in half at the waist by long swords. The lower body was still standing firmly on the ground, gushing blood outwards. Their upper body had already prostrated on the green grass, and the steaming intestines flowed out of the opening, and many yellowish-white things emitted a strong stench, making people cover their noses.

"… … You! !"

Because of excessive excitement and shock, the survivors who carried several life-saving tools with them were now shrouded in a golden halo, but it was Sunak, the wise and shrewd Prime Minister of the Kingdom, and Prince Fleming, who happened to be behind him and was protected by Sunak's protective magic, who survived.

As for Jonathan and other colleagues in the same camp, they were not so lucky. Although they all carried life-saving magic knives, these tools either did not have time to activate at all, or their reaction speed was unsatisfactory, and they had already been destroyed by the powerful attack before they were fully formed.

And the instigator of the attack, at this time, held a great sword with a solemn and indifferent expression, lightly wiping the faint blood on the sword.

"Unexpected, right?"

The nobles and officials around him were eager to save their lives, dodging left and right in the battle between the garrison troops and the royal guards, but as long as they had time, they couldn't help but focus on the few figures who had become calm at the center of the garden at this time.

Vucic walked over leisurely, slowly brought the strong man wiping his sword, and calmly introduced this enemy who Sunak and the others were very familiar with, but now felt they didn't recognize at all: "The relationship between General Sidney and my Church of the Suffering is much closer than your royal family. As early as when he set foot on the path of a war professional to lay the foundation, my church had already discovered his talent and ability."

"In the process of his journey to becoming a legend, my church has given him a lot of help. After all, he himself is a very devout believer. Compared to you heretics, his faith is so firm that nothing can shake it! !"

"It's just that Sidney is more silent and doesn't like to publicize his relationship with the church. In addition, the one who discovered his talent and wholeheartedly taught him was an important elder-level existence in my church, so no one knew about his relationship with our church."

"Later, your royal family can be regarded as having discerning eyes and recognizing his ability in leading troops and fighting, and also gave him a lot of help in the process of his growth…"

"Good! ! Good! !"

Vucic's words contained a kind of flaunting and complacency, making Sunak, whose face was ashen, unable to bear the other party's face, and forcibly interrupted Vucic's introduction of Sidney's unknown experiences.

"We are really blind, and we have indeed underestimated you. This failure is what we deserve! !"

"But I believe that sooner or later, this world will no longer be the world of you lackeys of the gods. Eventually, more awakened humans will unite and launch a challenge to you! !"

Seeing that the sound of fighting around them was getting smaller and smaller, Sunak and Fleming's mood had sunk to the bottom of the abyss, but they stubbornly held their breath and glared at Vucic and Sidney, uttering some powerless curses.

"Go! !"

Just as Vucic was slightly relaxed because of his complacency, another wave of magic rippled from Sunak's body, grabbing Fleming's arm and their figures quickly became dim and transparent.

"Hmph! ! Want to leave? ?"

A cold light flashed in Vucic's pupils, and a white light turned into lightning, shooting straight towards the space where Sunak and the others were.