Imperial Crown

In the hall, Judra continued to be impassioned.

"He is a fearless warrior, an excellent lord, a loyal husband, and a respectable father!"

"His death is an unbearable loss for the Wharton family, just like the wolf pack has lost its leader, and there is no one left to guide us on how to hunt deer."

"But this is not the end!"

Judra suddenly raised his arm and hit his chest hard:

"As I said before, Baron Angel is a qualified father. He guided the Wharton family in a new direction before his soul returned to his ancestors on the sick bed!"

As he spoke, he put his hands into his sleeves and held up a document:

"This is my father's will. Before he died, he entrusted the family to me!"

"I, Judra Wharton, am still here!"

"I will uphold my father's legacy——"

Bang.

A wine glass fell to the ground, and the wine splashed everywhere.

Mark stood up straight and pointed at his brother:

"Judra, aren't you ashamed of what you said?"

"It's impossible for my father to leave a will to you!"

Judra's face was calm. He had known that Mark would not give in so easily. He opened the will with a flick of his wrist: "Mark, my dear brother, please read clearly. This is my father's handwriting. Do you want to question my father?" ?”

"I'm just questioning you!" Mark's train of thought was not disturbed by Judra at all: "Everyone knows that I am my father's most beloved and valued son. Even if there is a will, it should be left to me!"

"And, there's one more thing."

He paused, raised his head, and asked loudly and confidently: "Uncle Ceberon, you are the person my father trusts most. Tell me, will my father really hand over the title to Judra?" ?”

"..." Cyberron said in a low voice: "I respect Baron Angel's last wish."

There was an expression of disbelief in Mark's eyes.

Judra's eyes flashed with joy of victory, and she said condescendingly:

"My dear brother, I can understand your mood."

"This is my father's funeral. I don't need to punish you. Now you just need to kneel down in front of your father and admit your mistakes. I can let you inherit part of the family business and grant you the status of a knight."

Mark clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and looked at Judra, then slowly lowered his head.

He moved to the coffin step by step, his knees slightly bent, and a clever smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Do it!"

As soon as he spoke, Byram had already taken off the mace from his waist. His arm was filled with fighting spirit, and he hit Aden on the head next to him!

The tip of the hammer is wrapped in dark green rotten fighting energy, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

Based on the accumulation of many years of combat experience, Arden suddenly turned his head, but the mace still fell on his shoulder like a meteor!

When——

It was as if a copper bell was ringing, the hammer head hit the armor, and the spikes penetrated the armor surface, causing the armor surface to dent instantly. The corrosive infusion caused the shoulder armor to quickly become brittle, rusty, and collapsed!

There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and blood spilled out along with the broken armor. Arden knelt on the ground with a bang, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining Angel's coffin red, and also unveiled the bloody funeral. Curtain.

"ah!!!!!"

Arden let out a painful cry like a slaughtered pig!

This bloody scene immediately caused the women present to scream. Denise trembled all over and was hugged by Raven.

Shaking off the blood on the mace, Byram showed a cruel smile and was about to raise the mace again!

Judra's pupils trembled: "Cebron, stop him!"

Cerberon moved.

But instead of intercepting Byram, he drew out the sword from his waist and strode towards Judra!

At the same time, Mark jumped up on his knees, drew out his sword, and also jumped towards Judra!

Amidst the sound of dense footsteps, the side doors on both sides of the hall opened, and those who rushed in were all soldiers of the Iron Furnace Legion!

The hall was completely in chaos. Screams were heard one after another, mixed with the sounds of tables and chairs overturning and wine glasses being smashed. The guests rushed towards the door in panic, hoping to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible!

"Go to hell -" Byram picked up the mace again and smashed it down on Aden's head on the ground!

"Help me!"

Arden's face was full of pain and panic. He drew out his hand and swept it with half a sword, then rolled towards the back and shouted!

But at this time, Sari, who was supposed to rush forward following the footsteps of Seberon and Mark, suddenly moved his steps, turned around half-turn, pulled out the long sword from the scabbard, and stabbed Byram in the back of the heart with incomparable precision!

Wrapped in the storm's fighting spirit, the sword's edge was coated with a layer of turquoise pulses. Before it was touched, the cold wind pressure blew away the black paint on the armor, revealing the mottled metal surface. Then the sharp sword's edge penetrated Penetrating the armor and piercing the flesh!

The air was compressed into a blue color visible to the naked eye, and a series of muffled sounds like farts erupted. It was poured in through the hole opened by the sword's edge. When the sword tip pierced Byram's chest, the strong wind spurted out with broken flesh and blood. Come out and turn into a bloody mist!

Combat skill, Storm Thrust.

The smell of blood spread uncontrollably.

Sari withdrew his sword. Byram covered his chest, turned around with difficulty, and looked at Sari, his eyes full of anger and doubt!

"Sorry, Byram." Sari said coldly: "The young master gave me too much!!"

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, pulled out the long sword like a butterfly piercing a flower, then held it in his backhand, and the sword edge swept away towards Byram's throat!

"Go to hell, traitor--" Byram roared furiously, holding the mace in both hands and swinging it out, aiming not at Sari's sword, but at Sari's chest!

At this moment, accompanied by a rumble of crackling, rolling heat waves rushed over, and a blazing curtain of fire rushed up into the sky. The strong impact threw both of them out at the same time!

On the high platform, Judela held a flame-enchanted long sword in both hands. Three feet in front of him, a line of fire expanded and extended to the distance, turning into a wall of fire, and it was like cutting through the earth, luring out the underground molten fire, and the flames splashed until they stopped in the center of the hall.

On one side of the fire, Mark's face was full of fear and cold sweat. On the other side, Seberon held a giant door sword and was extremely angry!

It was Judela who forced the two back with a blow of fire!

"Ironforge Corps, listen up. Mark has evil intentions and intends to use force to sue for the title. He committed a crime at the funeral. Kill him without mercy!"

Mark also shouted with a gloomy face: "Judra plotted to assassinate his father and forged a will. Ironforge Corps, follow me to kill this usurper!"

Without panic or hesitation, Judra and Mark have mobilized their followers in the Ironforge Corps!

The soldiers of both sides wore the same armor and the same family emblem. The only difference was the cloth strips on their arms.

Judra's supporters had red cloth wrapped around their hands, and Mark's supporters had black scarves on their heads.

The two sides faced each other across a wall of fire, their eyes full of murderous intent.

When the flames gradually died down, only a crack burned red was left on the ground. Both sides roared at the same time, and then crashed into each other!

The giant axe hit the plate armor, creating a large spark and a sharp sound that made people's teeth ache; the heavy hammer hit the helmet, causing a loud bang; the long spear pierced the gap in the armor, and waves of blood flowed!

Boom--

A cold light exploded, and the door suddenly opened. Viscount John looked back and took a deep look at the chaotic hall, then turned and left.

Behind him, the nobles swarmed out, leaving a mess.

There were overturned tables and chairs everywhere, and many fragments could be seen on the ground, such as hats, shoes, handkerchiefs, gloves, and socks. Now all these things were soaked by the scattered wine. Some of the candles pressed under the table were not extinguished, and they ignited the tablecloth, and the flames began to spread with black smoke.

In the mess on the ground, only one table was placed steadily.

"Really, really fighting...!" Weisdong swallowed his saliva and looked at Raven with a little more admiration.

Eric whispered, "Baron, should we take action?"

"No need." Raven shook his head slightly: "Wesdon!"

The fat boy stood up immediately after hearing the order: "Brother!"

Raven said, "You and Eric escort Denise back and wait for me at the carriage."

He patted Denise's shoulder in his arms.

Denise raised her head and wiped off her smudged eye makeup: "But Raven, aren't you going with us...?"

"Don't worry, no one here can stop me." Raven smiled and said, "Go."

Denise's beautiful eyes flashed with a subtle struggle, but she soon nodded decisively: "Go home safely."

Eric and Wesdon took Denise away, while Raven sat at the table, holding up his glass and watching everything happening in front of him quietly.

The bloody fight continued.

As the nobles fled the hall, the funeral scene completely turned into a battlefield, with bows and crossbows flying everywhere, roars, curses, and screams coming one after another, and the smell of blood and burnt flesh filled the air.

Byram, who was blown away by a blow of fire, was already seriously injured and could never stand up again. Sari joined the fight and helped Judra deal with the siege of Mark and Ceberon!

At this time, Judra stood on the high platform, on the right side of the coffin, Mark stood on the left step, and Ceberon was on the right side, waving his heavy sword wrapped in shadows with both hands to slash at Judra!

However, during the action, Judra always approached the coffin intentionally or unintentionally, making Ceberon restrained and unable to use his full strength!

As the only second-level extraordinary in Ironforge, Ceberon has been loyal to the Walton family for a longer time and has followed Angel for a longer time.

So he is most loyal to Angel.

Even if Angel is dead at this moment, Ceberon is unwilling to hurt Angel's body in the slightest!

Since Judela came back from Monen City, Angel suddenly died inexplicably in just a few days!

What went wrong when practicing Dou Qi! ?

Even a fool like Ceberon would not believe this reason!

He had reason to suspect that Judela had colluded with the Hand of Death during the trip to suppress the rebellion of the Skeletons, and thus obtained some kind of secret technique!

Whoosh!

Sari rushed from behind.

Mark was Judela's brother after all. No matter how the two fought, Sari didn't want his hands to be stained with Mark's blood.

So he didn't choose Mark, who was weaker, but aimed at Ceberon. He stepped on the ground with his feet one after the other, and the storm Dou Qi spurted out from his feet, blowing away the blood on the ground. The whole person rushed towards Ceberon as if sliding on ice!

Judela seized the opportunity and forced Mark back with a sword. He raised the flaming sword with both hands. Under the guise of Dou Qi, the blazing white sword light drew an arc and slashed from left to right between Ceberon's waist and ribs!

The sword of Seberon was originally raised from the lower right to the upper left. When he saw Judra's action, he immediately slapped the sword's spine with his right hand, turned the heavy sword, and blocked the path of the flaming long sword!

Ding——

The flames of Dou Qi were stimulated, entangled with the shadows, swirling and gushing, impacting and eliminating each other, and the wind pressure caused the torches to flicker, and even Jude's coffin was shaking violently!

At the same time, Sari also slid behind Seberon, and the blade of the sword was once again wrapped with green Dou Qi pulses.

Seeing this, Mark didn't care about the surging blood and qi caused by Jude's attack, and rushed straight to Jude!

Mark's footsteps stepped on the stairs, the earth trembled, dust flew, and the slightly trembling sword was only half a meter away from Jude!

But Sari's sword had already landed on Seberon's vest!

At the moment when the sword pierced, Seberon's body was suddenly wrapped in gray shadow Dou Qi. The green long sword in Sari's hand pierced through the shadow, but did not pierce Seberon's body!

At this moment, he disappeared out of thin air!

The long sword wrapped in the earthy yellow earth fighting spirit in Mark's hand also pierced into Jude's lower abdomen, and the tip of the sword came out from behind Jude!

Jude's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce. He took a deep breath, and the flame fighting spirit wrapped his whole body. The blazing white flame rolled back along the long sword inserted into his abdomen!

Mark was shocked by Jude's ruthlessness and quickly pulled his hand back. Sari missed the attack and could not see the figure of Seberon, so he immediately turned around and attacked Mark with Jude!

However, at the moment he turned his head, Seberon's iron tower-like figure emerged from the shadow, and the heavy sword in his hand chopped down obliquely in the shadow!

In front of this heavy sword, the solid armor seemed like a layer of brittle paper, and the enchanted patterns lit up one after another, bursting out a group of blue magic halos. With a clanging sound, the sword blade cut into Sari's right shoulder, and the armor and the body were cut together. The sword tip went down all the way and came out from under Sari's left rib!

Blood flew.

Sari didn't even have time to scream. His upper body was thrown out with blood and internal organs, and hit the ground, leaving a dirty bloodstain. His lower body continued to run in a slightly funny way, until he ran three steps and fell to the ground!

Immersed in the extraordinary combat power of the second level for more than ten years, it was so terrifying!

With a puff, Judela's footsteps stepped on Sari's internal organs. He pulled out the long sword stabbed into his waist and rushed towards Mark. The flames burning on his body scorched the air and twisted it!

Mark retreated and picked up a scimitar on the ground, staring at Judela with his eyes fixed, his face engraved with ferocity, but with a hint of fear in his eyes.

At this moment, a child screamed, followed by Ceberon's muffled voice: "Judra, stop!"

Judra's pupils trembled, and he looked back reflexively, only to see his son Barney being pulled up by Ceberon's neck, with panic written all over his face: "Dad, I hid, I hid well!"

Barney had been hiding behind the coffin before, and Judra didn't expect that Ceberon would be so mean as to threaten Barney's life!

Judra reached out and tried to comfort Ceberon: "I can let Mark go, you take Barney first--"

But before he could finish, Ceberon's hand was full of fighting spirit, and he suddenly clenched Barney's throat. In the crisp sound, blood flowed out of Barney's mouth, his tongue drooped, and his head tilted softly to the side.

With a puff, Barney's body was thrown in front of Judra.

Judra's facial features trembled and twisted violently as he watched his son's eyes gradually disappear.

He hated Angel, so he had always vowed to be a competent father, but now his own son died tragically in front of him!

A heart-wrenching roar burst out from Judela's throat:

"No--"

The surging flames of fighting spirit burst out, and the blazing white flames soared into the sky. The heat flow ignited the carpet and the black silk on the roof, and also blew away Mark who wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack!

"Ceberon, you old dog--"

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