After Becoming The Tyrant

Bloody, weird, as if the wind doesn't know where it's coming from.

The devil stands on the black earth, but unfortunately behind the gate of purgatory is empty, there is no old friend he imagined to say hello to.Their etiquette is getting worse, maybe this time he should come to these hell lords to reiterate what is "property"?

The butterfly of the undead fluttered up and down in front of him, guiding the path.

The devil stepped lightly across the scorched earth.

The sky here—if that can be called the sky—is an uneven dark red, like the sky is bleeding all the time.The blood dripped down and turned into a dark red sulfur fire rain.The rain of fire fell on the ground, and immediately a huge lake appeared on the scorched black ground. White, pungent mist rolled up from the lake surface, and the molten fire flowed slowly inside.

This is a place that humans would never want to step into.

The huge jagged peaks rise from the ground, and those peaks are weird and bizarre, like a pair of ferocious interlaced sharp knives.The corpses of countless dead people were hung on the blades stretched out from the mountain peaks, fluttering in the wind. They were either wrapped in long shrouds, or wore yellowish white clothes.

The viscous river of hell snakes away like the blood vessels of a sick and dead person. The river of hell is still, but at first glance, one would think it is flowing.However, if you look carefully, you will find that what is flowing is not the river water, but countless dead souls crowded in the river water. Some of them are complete, some are broken, and some even merge with other dead souls, crowding forward. trek.

The devil walks unscathed over those boiling lakes of fire and brimstone, and through rows and rows of hanging corpses, and at last he comes to the river of hell,

The souls of the dead in the river of hell separated silently to the left and right, trembling to make way for the devil.

He came at last to a castle described only in the wildest legends.

A huge black stone castle rises from the ground. The castle is built on a sharp and steep mountain. The spiers of large and small spires are integrated with the black stones. It is difficult to distinguish where is the top of the tower and which is the peak stone.Great pale snakebones snaked across the mountain, linking the castle to the ground, and that was the castle steps.

The snake bones were astonishingly long, and the curved arcs brought a sense of beauty. Those twisted joints seemed to be soaked with the soul of a cold and cunning creature, and the slender bone spurs flew out obliquely, forming the exquisite decoration of the castle.The giant snake's skull hangs low, sticking to the ground, showing a submissive posture.

The entrance to the castle is Shekou.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The devil spoke briskly.

After his words fell, there were countless sounds of flapping wings in the air. Flocks of strange bone birds flapped their wings from the shadow of Blackstone Castle. They hovered in the sky, and the sounds made by the friction and collision of bone wings could be called beautiful. , that is, the melody is definitely not something that the world can have.

The snake bones began to move joint by joint, as if the giant snake had come back to life!

"It's time to wake up!"

He said it flatly, rarely without any pretense of frivolity.

The devil opened his hand, and tens of thousands of black butterflies poured out all over the sky. They looked so slender that they would shatter in the wind, but in fact they whirled and made a shrill sound.

The world suddenly became noisy.

Invisibly, this hell, which seemed to have been dead for a long time, began to shout its cheers.

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The bells of St. Wythe's Cathedral were tolled.

The penetrating bells echoed over half of Mezl Castle, the pale sun rose from the horizon in the cold air, the sun spread, the ice crystals and white snow reflected the sunlight, and the night was mercilessly dispelled .

It has been long enough since the king issued the summons, and all the parliamentary representatives from various places in Legrand have all arrived in the city of Mezl.

Today, the largest parliament ever officially opened.

The representatives arrived in front of the main gate of the Rose Palace in the early morning, and stood waiting in the open space where the warrior queen Ilinor once carried out the first noble massacre.The snow had been cleared away, and the red carpet was spread out. The guards of the palace were wearing armor, with their hands on the hilt of their swords, standing on both sides of the main entrance without looking sideways.

The last morning bell struck heavily, and the palace gates opened on time.

At this moment, the greatest power in the entire empire, the most supreme splendor, opened the door for everyone. At that moment, it seemed that there was an invisible wave of air rising from the palace, which was enough to make everyone dazzled.The representatives looked at each other and stepped into the heart of the empire under the guidance of the attendants who filed out.

The scarlet Rose King Banner fluttered in the sky above the palace, fluttering and fluttering.

The opening ceremony of the parliament was held in the color room of the Rose Palace. Unlike the previous temporary meetings, all the candles in the color room were lit at this time, and the candlelight reflected the entire huge room as brilliant as gold.All the fireplaces were lit, and the blazing fire filled the room with domineering heat, relentlessly driving away the severe cold.

Except for the great nobles, the minor nobles, and the representatives of the common people saw their king for the first time.

He sits in the center of the conference hall.

The throne symbolizing supreme power is extremely gorgeous, but the king himself is even more gorgeous than the throne.All the words used to describe the noble and luxurious can be used on the king.

This is a formal occasion. The king is wearing the crown that has been passed down for thousands of years. There is a red rose-like gem inlaid in the middle of the crown. Under the crown, the king's face even surpasses all the legendary sons of God. His icy blue eyes are cold. Looking down on everyone, but it makes people feel that it should be so.

The king is dressed in royal finery for the ceremony.

A scarlet cloak with intricate rose patterns embroidered with gold threads hung over his shoulders, and the golden tunic also had gorgeous embroidery.He held a golden scepter in his hand, and the symbol of the Rose family was worn on his cold white fingers.

Under the candlelight, he is simply glory itself.

Beside the king, on the left, the secular nobles represented by the Duke of Buckingham were seated according to their titles, and on the right were the church nobles headed by the Archbishop of St. Wythe, seated according to their positions.

The long table where the king sits is now the table of power in the entire Legrand Empire.

Everyone was seated, and the justice stood up to preside over the opening ceremony.The justice of Legrand is older than the Duke of Buckingham, with a thick wig, and an iron rose badge on his dark red robe, which shows that he is a steadfast in the "Change of the Rose". Royalists.

The old justice stood upright, holding a long speech in his wrinkled hands, and he tried his best to speak clearly and loudly.

The justice originally felt that he was too old to take on this important task, and wanted to give up this glorious opportunity to other judges.But the king rejected his proposal.

——If anyone dares to laugh at the opening ceremony, he just waits for his head to fall to the ground.

So said the king.

The hall was silent.

People listened to the justice read the speech clearly word by word, his voice was old but powerful.But gradually, his voice became a little hoarse, and some frivolous noble representatives just wanted to whisper, when they saw the king looking at him coldly from the throne.

A poisonous snake-like chill crawled across their backs, and no one dared to speak out for a moment.

Quietly, the justice described the purpose, content, schedule and agenda of the current session of the parliament.At last the praetor announced that it was next for Legrand's king to formally announce the meeting.

The judge closed his speech and uttered the last sentence aloud. He straightened his back proudly.

"I declare—"

The king stood up, and his eyes flicked across the hall.

"This meeting has officially begun!"

His voice was clear, powerful, and undeniably majestic.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and people stood up and bowed deeply to the king, whether they were nobles or citizens, they all shouted at this moment: "God bless my king!"

Parliament, here we go.

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This time, the parliament changed the previous lengthy process and directly entered the most important part after the opening ceremony.

Delegates of all classes began to file petitions and complaints of grievances in turn to the clerk of the Parliament.Under the chairmanship of the justice, the participants in the parliament were divided into several groups and began to discuss the issues just submitted.

There is no cumbersome etiquette, no feast, and no performance to appreciate.

This time the parliament was like a huge change in the participants, and it was filled with an urgent smell of gunpowder from beginning to end.There seemed to be an invisible battle line in the air.

Unlike in the past, when he attended the opening ceremony and left, and did not appear until the decision-making session, the king sat in the top seat from the beginning to the end this time, as if he was determined to participate in the whole process.

Something different than usual was brewing in the air.

Soon, people's feeling was confirmed.

For the first time the representatives of the Freedmen who were admitted to Parliament began to submit their petitions.

— A petition calling for the removal of the local sheriff.

They are quite tacit, and each petition is followed by an extremely detailed statement, which carefully explains the dereliction of duty of the sheriff, and if the above is followed, some of the sheriffs will even be thrown on the guillotine.

There were no shortage of sheriffs who were on the recall list and attended the council, and they paled after seeing these petitions.

Everyone looked at the king.

No one believed that the fact that the common people were able to make such a detailed and well-organized statement was definitely due to the king's will.As we all know, the king's commissioners flew over the land of Legrand like black wings some time ago.

The king who became the focus raised his eyes casually.

"Everyone, do I need to remind you, is this a parliament? Please proceed according to the procedures you have always adhered to."

The MPs were speechless.

In the past, when the king convened a parliament to increase taxes, they used the parliament's fixed regulations to resist. No one thought that one day the king would use this knife instead.

"continue."

said the king.