Bloody, weird, as if don't know the wind.
The devil is standing on the black earth. It's a pity that the back of the purgatory door is empty and there is no old friend he imagined to greet. Their manners are getting worse and worse. Maybe this time he should come to these lords of hell and repeat what is "decency"?
The butterfly of the dead is flying up and down in front of us, guiding the way.
The devil walked lightly across the scorched earth.
The canopy here - if that's what we call the canopy - is uneven dark red, just like the sky is bleeding all the time. The blood dripped down and turned into a dark red rain of sulfur fire. The rain of fire fell on the ground, and immediately there was a huge lake on the scorched ground. The white choking fog rose from the lake, and the slurry like fire was flowing slowly inside.
This is a place where humans would never want to step in.
Huge jagged ridges rise from the ground, and the peaks are strange, like a ferocious knife. The bodies of countless dead people hang on the blades stretched out from the mountain peaks and sway with the wind. They are either wrapped in long corpse cloth or covered in yellow white clothes.
The long river of hell, like the blood vessels of the dead, meanders away. The river of hell is still, but at first glance, it is thought to be flowing. However, if you look at it carefully, you will find that it is not the river that flows, but the countless souls crowded in the river. Some of them are complete, some of them are broken, and some of them even merge with other souls and trudge forward.
The devil walks along. He passes by the boiling sulfur fire lake without any damage, and then passes through the rows of corpses. Finally, he comes to the river of hell, where the ghosts are separated to the left and right silently, making way for the devil.
He finally arrived in front of a castle that would only be described in the most insane legend.
The black giant stone castle rises from the ground. The castle is built on a sharp and steep mountain. The big and small spires are fused with the forest of black stones. It is difficult to distinguish where is the top of the tower and where is the peak stone. Huge pale snake bones winding across the whole mountain, connecting the castle with the earth, that is the castle steps.
The snake bones are astonishingly long. The curved radian has a deep aesthetic feeling. The twisted joints seem to be filled with the soul of a cold and cunning creature. The slender spines fly out obliquely, forming the delicate decoration of the castle. The giant snake's skull was low and attached to the ground, showing a submissive posture.
The entrance to the castle is Shekou.
"Long time no see."
The devil spoke briskly.
His voice fell, and countless wings fluttered in the air. Groups of strange bony birds fluttered from the shadow of Blackstone castle. They hovered in the sky. The sound of bony wings rubbing and colliding could be called beautiful, which is the melody that can't be possessed by human beings.
Snake bones begin to move one by one, as if the giant snake is back to life!
"It's time to wake up!"
He said lightly, rarely without any frivolous disguise.
When the devil opened his hand, tens of thousands of black butterflies poured out. They looked so thin that they could be broken by the wind. But in fact, they whirled and brought up the shrill wind.
The world is suddenly noisy.
Invisible, this seems to have been dead for a long time hell began to send out its cheers.
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The bell of St. Louis was rung.
The penetrating bell reverberates over most of METZL castle. In the cold air, the pale sun rises from the horizon, the sun spreads, the ice crystals and snow reflect the sun's light, and the night is mercilessly dispersed.
It has been a long time since the king issued the summoning order, and all the parliamentary representatives from different parts of Legrand have come to METZL.
Today, the largest parliament officially opened.
The delegates arrived at the main gate of the Rose Palace in the early morning, waiting in the open space where the Warrior Queen Elinor carried out the first noble massacre. The snow had been cleared, the red carpet spread out, and the palace guards, dressed in armor, with their hands on the hilts of their swords, stood on both sides of the main gate without squinting.
The last morning bell struck heavily, and the gate of the palace opened on time.
At this moment, the biggest power and the supreme glory of the whole empire opened the door for everyone. At that moment, there seemed to be invisible waves rising from the palace, which was enough to make everyone dizzy. The delegates looked at each other and stepped into the heart of the Empire under the guidance of the attendants.
The scarlet rose flag fluttered over the top of the palace, hunting and fluttering.
The opening ceremony of the parliament was held in the color room of the Rose Palace, which was different from the previous temporary meetings. At this time, all the candles in the color room were lit, and the whole huge room was as brilliant as gold. All the fireplaces were lit, and the fire filled the room with domineering heat, mercilessly expelling the cold.
Apart from the big nobles, the small nobles, the representatives of the common people met their king for the first time.He sat in the center of the conference hall.
The throne, which symbolizes the supreme power, is very beautiful, but the king himself is more beautiful than the throne. All the words used to describe dignity and luxury can be used in the king.
This is a formal ceremony. The king is wearing the crown which has been handed down for thousands of years. In the middle of the crown is inlaid with red rose like gems. Under the crown, the king's face even surpasses all the legendary gods. His ice blue eyes coldly look down on everyone, but people feel that it should be like this.
The king wore ceremonial Royal attire.
The golden thread embroiders the scarlet Cape cage with complex rose pattern. On his shoulders, the golden tunic also has gorgeous embroidery. He held the golden scepter in his hand, and the symbol of the rose family was worn on his cold white fingers.
Under the candlelight, he is the glory itself.
Next to the king, on the left side, the secular nobles represented by the Duke of Buckingham are seated according to their titles, while on the right side, the church nobles headed by the Archbishop of St. Wes are seated according to their positions.
The long table where the king was sitting was the power table of the whole empire.
Everyone sat down, and the official stood up and began to preside over the opening ceremony. Legrand's official is older than the Duke of Buckingham. He wears a heavy wig and an iron rose badge on his dark red robe, which shows that he is a firm royalist in the "Rose change".
The old official stood upright, his wrinkled hand holding a long speech, and he tried to speak clearly and loudly.
**The official originally felt that he was too old to bear the heavy responsibility, and wanted to give this glorious opportunity to other judges. But the king rejected his proposal.
If anyone dares to laugh at the opening ceremony, he will wait for his head to fall.
So said the king.
There was silence in the hall.
People listen to the official read his speech word by word clearly. His voice is old but powerful. But gradually, his voice became a little hoarse, some frivolous aristocratic representatives just want to whisper, see the king on the throne looking at himself coldly.
The snake like chill crawled over their backs, and no one dared to make a sound for a moment.
In the speech, the official described the purpose, content, schedule and agenda of the session. Finally, the official announced that the meeting would be officially announced by the king of Legrand.
**Guan closed his speech and said the last sentence aloud. He straightened his back with pride.
"I announce -"
the king stood up and his eyes swept across the hall.
"This meeting officially begins!"
His voice was clear and powerful, with irrefutable dignity.
There was a moment of silence in the hall. People got up and bowed to the king deeply. At this moment, both nobles and citizens cried out, "God bless the 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.
Representatives at all levels began to submit petitions and grievances to the clerk of Parliament in turn. Under the chairmanship of the governor, members of the parliament divided into several groups and began to discuss the topics just submitted.
There is no complicated etiquette, no feast, no performance to enjoy.
This time, like a huge change in the participants, parliament is filled with a sense of urgency from beginning to end. There seems to be an invisible front in the air.
Unlike in the past, when he attended the opening ceremony and left, it was not until the resolution session that the King appeared. This time, he sat on the top seat from beginning to end, and seemed determined to participate in the whole process.
There is something different brewing in the air.
Soon, that feeling was confirmed.
Because for the first time liberal representatives who were allowed to participate in Parliament began to submit their petitions.
A petition for the removal of the local sheriff.
They have a tacit understanding. Every letter of consent is accompanied by a very detailed statement, which carefully explains the dereliction of duty of the sheriffs. According to the above, some of those sheriffs will even be thrown on the guillotine.
Many sheriffs on the recall list attended the meeting, and they turned pale when they saw the petitions.
Everyone looked at the king.
No one believed that it was the king's will that civilians could make such a detailed and orderly statement. As we all know, the king's commissioners were flying all over the land of Legrand like black wings some time ago.
The king who became the focus raised his eyes carelessly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I remind you that this is the Council? Please proceed according to the procedure you have always adhered to. "
The members were speechless.
In the past, when the king called a parliament to increase taxes, they resisted with a fixed constitution. No one thought that one day the king would use the knife instead."Go on."
Said the king.