Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Luxurious and magnificent palaces, towering and magnificent temples, bridges across the Euphrates River, and merchant ships transported across the sea.

The ancient Babylonian dynasty, which can be called a behemoth, is entrenched on the world map, with the Taurus Mountains in the north, the Zagros Mountains in the east, the Persian Gulf in the south, and the Mediterranean Sea in the west.

It is like a gigantic adult male lion, frightening all directions, unstoppable, and will eat anyone!

But compared to the army and power of Babylon, it was the... lunatic sitting on the throne who could make the surrounding countries tremble more and change their expressions.

The body is sinking.

Little by little, like soaking into a pool, the surrounding sounds and light and shadows began to blur, and finally turned into darkness.

Luo Lai was floating dizzily, limp and unable to use any strength, and had nowhere to settle.

His body seemed to be reorganizing, revealing a very strange feeling.

The light came down again, but his body was stiff and straight, like a frozen hairtail.

'What's wrong with me? '

'Here is... a dream? '

In a trance, Luo Lai, who wanted to wake up as soon as possible, felt someone touching his body. After a while, he was very comfortable when he was touched casually.

And his body—not a single part, but the whole body was hard.

When being touched by the other party, Luolai had a magical feeling that his hand touched the wall, but he was not the hand, but the wall.

Well, very comfortable.

But even though it was comfortable, he also knew that the palm rubbing back and forth on his shoulder and waist did not belong to a girl.

Because he could clearly feel the calluses, scars, and scorching body temperature of the opponent's palm, as well as the strength and generosity that only belonged to men.

With the person's stroking, the light on the head became more intense, and the powerless feeling like floating gradually receded.

Luo Lai heard someone talking loudly, struggling, he opened his eyelids!

"My lord, I beg you to take back your order to continue fighting in Assyria! Don't add more slaves!"

"Plagues and famines continued in the south, and slaves rioted many times. The forced collection of taxes and conscription has caused complaints from the common people. If the internal balance is not balanced, Babylon will perish sooner or later! King——"

As soon as Luolai opened his eyes, he saw him on a high place, under the steps and the magnificent stone pillar palace, a man in a white robe with one shoulder was kneeling on the ground, admonishing like weeping blood.

There were many men in the same clothes standing beside him, with the same terrified expressions, even a few steps away from that man.

Rollei was surprised.

Where is this place?

White Pillar Palace?Babylon?There are also people who look like ministers...

Why did he say this to me, could it be—

Luo Lai's eyes widened, could it be that I have become some kind of ancient emperor through time travel?

Fuck, is it true or not? !

A burst of joy of winning the lottery flooded his head. Before Luo Lai had time to speak, he heard a sneer from above his head, and then someone touched his body again.

Luo Lai's smile froze: ...Huh?

Bold!

I've already dressed up as an emperor, who dares to poke my head like this! ?

He made a movement of turning his head and looked angrily.

Then saw the Daredevil's - nostrils.

Rollei: Huh?This man's chin is so handsome, emmmmm, this angle... am I lying on the opponent's lap?

Damn, could it be that I didn't cross over to become a king or emperor, but instead became a harem witch? ? ?

No no no no--

I can't bear to part with my little Rollei!

Luo Lai panicked, and hurriedly touched his little brother, but as soon as he raised his hand, his blood flowed backwards, and he was frightened stupid.

...Damn it.

Labor and capital... where's the hand? ?

I can't feel it with my hands, my legs?Aww, my legs are gone, and my face...

Shit shit shit shit—I don’t even have a face—

Hey, I didn't lose my face, it seems to be a lot harder.

Haha, good thing, cough, no.

This is not the point, the point is how can I live without hands and feet, huh, huh.

Luo Lai was sobbing sadly. He was sobbing, and he didn't know if he felt something. The man who was rubbing his head lowered his head and glanced at him.

Luo Lai also skipped the opponent's row of abdominal muscles, counted up the muscle mass, and looked at the man with tears in his eyes.

The other party was bare-chested, leaning wantonly on the throne.

Several pieces of white and blue cloth were wrapped around his waist in a belt.

Zhang Yang's black hair combed back, a few strands of hair fell from his forehead, honey-colored skin covered a strong body with smooth lines and clear texture.

Luo Lai was even a little jealous that the other party didn't have a trace of fat on his body, and he didn't look bloated because of his muscles.

The raised eyebrows and sharp eyes make a man look extremely aggressive.

Under the straight nose, the corners of his lips curled down unhappily, with full lips.

In Luo Lai's eyes, this man is young and handsome, with distinctive facial features, revealing an incomparable arrogance and arrogance.

But what attracted Luo Lai the most was not the man's sharp-edged face, but his eyes.

Depressed, restrained, and bloodthirsty.

Luo Lai was swept across by his gaze, and this one glance scared him so much that he dared not even breathe!

He had never seen a normal person with such eyes.

Fortunately, the other party raised his head again because of the words of the minister below, which made Luo Lai relax.

very scary.

This guy is not a lunatic, or a murderer, is he?

Rollei didn't dare to say anything.

"What we need to do now is to reduce taxation, appease the rioters, control the epidemic and famine, and never send troops to attack Assyria. Besides, the sword of the wise king appeared in Assyria before, and rumors spread everywhere, saying——"

The Minister Bugafanti, the minister who spoke, put his head on the ground, gritted his teeth and hesitated to speak.

The other ministers who knew what he was going to say were almost scared to death by this colleague who had taken the courage of the leopard.

Even retreating was not enough to express their panic, and a group of trembling people knelt down in the hall in an instant.

The priest also covered his eyes, sighing and not daring to look more.

They expected what would happen to Sir Bugafanti who spoke lies.

Hearing this, the sneer of the man on the throne turned into a big laugh, and as he raised his head, the gold earring with a diamond-shaped ruby ​​on the left ear of the King of Babylon reflected scarlet light in the sun, reflecting on the side of his ear and neck. .

He seems to be happy, but in fact he is moody. His laughter echoes in the palace. To the ministers who know his character, it is no different from the omen of the devil's wrath!

The crazy Babylonian king suddenly stopped laughing as if announcing his death, his expression was cold, his bloodshot eyes looked down at the kneeling Bugavanti.

"What are you talking about? Come on, let me listen to what those lowly people who can't even compare to the dust at my feet have said."

The palace of ceremonies was silent.

Don't say it!

Don't say it!

The ministers and priests tried their best to wink at Bugafanti, we don't want to be angered by the king because of you!

Bugafanti looked at it from the corner of his eye, smiled coldly, and was extremely disappointed with his colleagues who were so frightened that they were sweating, he put his life and death aside and looked up at the man above him and said loudly:

"The sword of the wise king is the sword of legend. It is said that it is the sword of Ishtar, the goddess of war. Later, it was bestowed on the earth by the goddess. It will only appear next to the real king. It also appeared in the "Epic of Gilgamesh"! Even King Hammurabi once wore it."

"But since King Hammurabi passed away, the sword of the wise king disappeared, and then appeared in Assyria—everyone is saying that you are not the wise king chosen by God at all, and the real wise king will be born in Assyria where the sword of the wise king appeared. state!"

"After you forcibly took away the sword of the sage, you are blaspheming!"

"The plague and famine in Babylon are all because of your arrogance and arrogance! If this continues, the whole of Babylon will be destroyed by your hands!"

"You will also become the cruelest and last tyrant in the history of Babylon—!"

Angry voices echoed in the palace.

This speech of pointing at the tyrant's nose and cursing made a few people faint.

The rest hated why they were in such good health and never fainted.

Bugavanti gasped, he said it...he really said it...

I know I'm going to die, but so what?

Bugafanti suddenly became open-minded, and he did what he could do for Babylon. He was worthy of the father of the previous prime minister, and also worthy of those suffering people!

This "last word" of life and death has a strong voice.

It frightened Luo Lai who didn't understand the situation.

No matter how stupid he is, he still understands that the man on the top of his head that is releasing the "death air" is the real king, and the people below dare to talk to the king like that. According to the TV series he has watched, this man must be dead .

So... this enraged king wouldn't chop people up on the spot, would he?

Rollei's face turned pale.

Fuck, I'm dizzy!

If this Wang Sheng was so angry that he slashed the minister with a live version of blood splashing three feet, the second the blood just spewed out, Luo Lai would faint to death beside him to add to the fun!

Besides, he was very dizzy, and even if he covered his eyes, he would be frightened by his imagination.

What the hell am I wearing?

Can you slip away for a while? !

Rollei panicked.

What made him collapse even more was yet to come.

That Babylonian king actually stood up with Rollei!

carry?

carry! ! ! ! !

Rollei opened his mouth wide and his jaw dropped to the ground.

No, what's going on?

Am I not even human? !

Luolai looked around anxiously, until he accidentally saw his own reflection on the brightly lit ground...

The minister is still the minister, and the king is still the king.But there was no figure of himself beside the man.

Ah le.

And me?

Luo Lai looked at it for a long time, straightened his eyes, and finally had an unbelievable epiphany.

It seems, probably, [-]%, maybe it is the sword that the man is holding in his hand.

………… Oh, hehe, talking about chicken is still talking about shit, civilization is fucked!

When Luo Lai collapsed and shut himself up, the man walked down the steps step by step, exuding the breath of death, making the tall and young mad king feel like the god of death is coming again.

He really wants to hack the minister to death!

"Bugavanti, how dare you disrespect the king!" The tyrant's face was ferocious, "I will cut off your head, let the cavalry take it to your home, and kill all the relatives and slaves in your mansion, including your child!"

Bugafanti, who was facing death calmly, finally panicked.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but his mother, wife and children are still at home. Obviously, according to the Babylonian law, his family members will not be affected, this tyrant!

"King, this is all my fault, how can you—"

"How? Why not, eh?"

The tyrant stared at the pale-faced courtier, feeling the despair of the other party's regret, and smiled contentedly, then he raised high the sword of the virtuous king that he had just plundered.

"I am the king of Babylon. Anyone who disobeys the king's order deserves to die! Go to the other side of the River Styx and repent, Bugavanti!"

Bugafanti's pupils constricted: "No, king, please let them go-no!"

The cruel face of the tyrant is not half-kind.

At the same time, there were people howling in the sword.

That's our poor Raleigh.

He seemed to have seen that he was about to insert into someone else's neck, cut off the arteries and blood vessels, and sprayed a large amount of blood mist to dye himself red.

Raleigh groundhog screamed: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The sword swung down violently!

Bugavanti closed his eyes: I am dead.

And Luo Lai rolled his eyes... he was so frightened that he fainted.

Because he lost consciousness, he didn't see it. As he fell into a coma, the bright and heavy Sword of the Worthy King, with two cyan bloodletting grooves on the blade, also changed.

The blade of the sword, which was supposed to be extremely sharp and rigid, softened silently.

So when the tyrant was so powerful, he held up his long sword and slashed down——

"Snapped!!"

A sword becomes a big mouth.

Bugafanti covered his burning face.

The King of Babylon looked at the noodle sword in his hand in shock.

All the onlookers with their chins dropped.

The promised tyrant angrily beheaded the virtuous minister, blood spattered three feet and his head rolled to the ground?

We're all ready to cry, what's wrong with this young girl Ning's slap in the face when she lashes out at her disciples? ?

The full text of this article is empty, some of the humanities and Babylonian style refer to some reading materials of Babylon and Baidu’s free resources, if there are any similarities—probably they will not be the same]