The voice of the young emperor echoed in the deserted hall of Xingming Palace.
These words, he can only say here, looking at the entire empire, only Liu Chengming in front of him can be his audience.
Liu Chengming's eyes had already been opened to the largest extent, his vision had long been blurred, but he wanted to try to see the person in front of him clearly.
He thought that the emperor today was just a dying struggle, and he wanted to take the opportunity to fight against the army. Therefore, even when the top of the gods was besieged, Liu Chengming did not panic at all. He knew very well that even if the emperor had won He won the victory on the local battlefield of Capital Star, but he has no way or the ability to reverse the general trend of the entire empire.
It is impossible for the Tandan people to play any multi-betting trick with the empire, because for the Tandan people, there is no need at all.
Tandan chose him Liu Chengming, it is impossible to choose the emperor who has lost power.
Without the support of the Tandan people, no matter how tossing this good nephew of his own, it would be nothing more than a futile struggle for the drowning person.
Only at this moment did he realize that he was wrong.
The empire has come to today step by step.
It was the plan of the emperor.
He is not the incompetent king who is abused by the population, and is helpless in the invasion of foreign enemies and the chaos of the empire, because this is his own plan. What reason does he have to interfere with his situation and move in the direction he wants?
Therefore, he did not act, and watched the empire come to this step.
-The warlords of the capital star of the empire are fighting in a melee. In space, a large army of foreign invaders point to the capital star, and further in the deep sky, the millennium system built by the empire is collapsing brilliantly.
The defeat of the empire was the reason why countless people were disappointed in this emperor. However, the present day of the empire is exactly what the Emperor Mingxuan hopes to see.
Liu Chengming seemed to have seen an invisible big net of terror, covering the entire empire, and the person holding this net was the emperor.
He gave up the decadent millennium empire, and when the old faction declared war on him, he wooed the young and strong faction, those who don’t want to be puppets of Tandan anymore, unlike watching the empire rotting day by day in the **** of the rich and powerful. The young man, under the turbulent pool, planted the deepest time bomb that almost no one could detect.
So, with the support of some people, what can we do to save the empire?
In such an empire that stretches for thousands of years, the tentacles of the Tandan people and the tentacles of the decaying powerful families of the empire have spread to the depths of the empire’s bone marrow. Every red blood cell continuously "pumped" from the bone marrow carries their rotting shadow.
This is like an old man suffering from a serious illness. How can he get rid of all the diseases on his body? Will those evils be completely wiped out?
There is only a revolution that comes from complete destruction.
The empire is disintegrated in the burning cloud of fire, and the new empire can be bathed and reborn.
"The Tandan people are disturbed by the Condenser. Do you know how much the Condenser has taken advantage of this time? As long as the Tandan and those hybrid secondary primordial beings cannot find the true primordial beings in the chaotic star field of Yongzhen, The Tandan will be chased and killed by the Condensate until the dead race is extinct.
"And the rotting princes and nobles of the empire are basically gathered in the capital star, and these people will all die today. I admit that the arrival of those federations exceeded my expectations, but this is actually in my plan. Good thing."
The emperor's voice echoed in the Xingming Palace, and the shocking voice from his thin body, "Uncle Emperor, look at this world of flames.
"A new empire will be born from here.
"There is no remote control from a Tandan.
"There is no internal stupid decay.
"That's the real civilization.
"That's the empire I want."
"you…"
Liu Chengming could not identify with the emperor's new empire. In his eyes, without the Tandans, the empire would be equivalent to losing its support in the chaotic star field. The so-called new empire was nothing more than what these people dreamed of.
How can such a bubble last?
The empire will be destroyed in the hands of this man.
For the first time, Liu Chengming truly regretted supporting the emperor ascending the throne.
Perhaps Liu Chengming is not a good person, and perhaps his heart is equally profitable, but he is an empire, the royal family of the empire, he is proud of this, he does not want to see the destruction of the empire itself more than anyone.
—At this moment, he wanted to kill the emperor.
As long as the emperor dies, those so-called young and strong factions will leave the group of dragons without a leader, and this kind of illusion will eventually return to reality even if there are any more.
Only that...
Only then can an empire live.
The inexhaustible power poured out from the tips of Liu Chengming's fingers.
That was the last power he could use, which would burn his life, and with this blow, he was going to kill the emperor in front of him.
For the future of the empire.
That wheat-like dark energy flew from Liu Chengming's fingertips, rushing towards the emperor close at hand, like a thinnest but most vicious sword.
But this blow missed.
The high-speed blow stopped in mid-air.
Because it met another finger.
The emperor stretched out his hand and touched that ray of light.
The amount of violent violence that flew from the Tian Zhao armed forces became submissive in an instant, and hovered around the opponent's fingertips.
And then, Liu Chengming felt the trembling of the armor on his body.
The Apocalypse armed with excitement and joy, like a dog that saw its real owner, and wanted to rush into the owner's arms.
And that "real master"... stood in front of Liu Chengming.
With this final blow, UU reading Liu Chengming has run out of oil, and he slowly raised his head, looking at the emperor in front of him incredulously: "You..."
Liu Chengming had already lifted the faceplate of the Apocalypse's armed forces and lay on the ground with blood on his face. This action almost used up his last strength, but it was still difficult to conceal the shock and surprise in his heart.
Because at this moment the change of the Apocalypse Arms only means one thing.
The mortal emperor standing in front of him has a very high degree of matching.
Only in this way, when he pulls the Apocalypse Arms, the Apocalypse Arms will show such a gesture of joy.
Because there is only one situation, the Apocalypse Arms will actively flow from one user to another.
That is, the difference in matching degree between the two is more than ten.
however…
how can that be?
With such a high degree of matching, how could no one know...how could...become the emperor?
Who can hide a person with an eighty match score?
How far did this round start...
Who is the initiator of this bureau?
He recalled the encounter with this nephew a long time ago, so coincidental... so accidental...
The more Liu Chengming thought about it, the horror and despair in his heart began to fade, and even a touch of relief rose.
If so... if so...
He hissed and asked, "Am I doing something wrong?"
"Yes."
This is the emperor's answer.
The Empire looked down at Liu Chengming, without any pity or comfort in his tone. Then he raised his head and looked at the main entrance of Xingming Palace. The apocalyptic armors that had begun to move closer to him suddenly stopped and moved away from him again. , Returned to Liu Chengming.
Because at the door of Xingming Palace.
Under the light of the fire, a figure was walking into the hall step by step.
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