Mysterious Tribulation

　　 "Your Majesty, nobles and ministers..."

　　 Aaron looked around and chuckled, "I need a candlestick."

　　 Anthony II nodded: "Here it!"

　　 Lord Dean stepped forward and handed over a golden candlestick.

　　 Aaron took it, snapped his fingers, lit the candle, and suddenly there was an exclamation around him. Only Prince Theon curled his lips in disdain, as if he believed it was some kind of trick.

　　 "I am not only a fire mage, but also proficient in flame divination. I can see everyone's future from the flame..."

　　 Aaron announced with a smile.

　　 "Really? Then do you see my future?"

　　 Prince Theon said contemptuously: "If you are wrong, I will cut off your head."

　　 "Of course, I saw it."

　　 Aaron stared at the candle, his eyes were calm, and he said indifferently: "You will be burned by the flames, burned to death!"

"asshole!"

　　 "Get him down for me!"

　　 As soon as the roar of Prince Theon and the Queen uttered, Aaron snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

　　 A group of pitch-black flames suddenly emerged from the void, fell on Prince Theon, and burned blazingly.

"what!"

　　 Prince Theon screamed and turned to ashes in an instant.

　　 The blazing high temperature curled the tips of the hair of a few ladies nearby.

　　 This scene stunned the entire party, and for a moment they forgot to move.

　　 "Ahhhhhhh!"

　　 At this time, Vivian finally recovered from his fear and screamed: "Aaron! He is Aaron Sotos! Aaron Sotos, Earl Greenson!"

　　 "Guard!"

　　 The original gorgeous dance party was overwhelmed by screams one after another.

　　The crowd turned into countless turbulence, and you could hear the roar of Anthony II: "Guard!!!"

　　 Countless iron armors flooded in, and Dean drew his long sword and guarded it in front of His Majesty the King.

　　 Aaron just waved his hand, and Dean was pierced by countless roots growing on the ground, thrown aside.

　　 "Witchcraft?"

　　 Queen screamed, her voice almost piercing her eardrums.

　　 She looked at the mysterious people who were said to be very powerful for help, but the witch and others looked at the scene with their mouths open, and seemed to be shocked.

　　 "Your Majesty, this is the first time I have seen you..."

Aaron didn’t seem to see the guards all around, and the archers holding the crossbow arrows, and said indifferently: "Your intelligence chief tried so hard to present a **** dinner for Sotosburg. In return, I will be more bloody. The feast is back to you!"

"kill him!"

　　 Countless arrows were shot, but they were blocked by a wall of activated mud and rocks that suddenly appeared on the ground.

　　 Boom!

　　On the ground, a series of soil thorns emerged, piercing the armor and body of the guard...

　　 The entire banquet was shrouded in blood in an instant!

　　 More tree roots emerged, like a cross-shaped wooden frame, hanging King Anthony II, his queen, ministers, and important nobles one by one on the cross.

　　 "Green Devil!"

　　 "Green Devil!"

　　 The survivors screamed, as if they had seen the nightmare of a lifetime.

　　 In just an instant, the elite guards of the palace were almost annihilated, and the rest were also running away, throwing their honor aside, just wanting to leave that devil far away!

　　 The aristocratic guests are full of each other.

　　 Those targets that have not been taken care of are also limp on the ground, unable to move.

　　 They seemed to see a tall green banyan tree, whose air roots were like snakes, devouring the vitality of corpses.

　　 This is a kind of spiritual impact brought about by spiritual crushing.

　　 Even, it can be regarded as mental pollution.

　　 "Prime Minister of the Kingdom!"

　　 Aaron walked in front of an old man, and the wooden pyramid in his hand directly pierced up without hitting the vital point, but the old man still let out a scream.

　　 "The Minister of Information!"

　　 He looked down at a fat man with no beard on his face and nailed two wooden pegs to Caston's hands, causing the fat man to burst into tears and feces.

　　 "As the Minister of Information, you can count on your subordinates if you work hard. You will enjoy preferential treatment... Continued blood loss and death."

　　 Then, Aaron looked at King Anthony II.

　　 "Spare me, spare me!"

　　 This king with an artist temperament, his face was pale at this time, and he was not much better than ordinary people.

　　 "Since the war has begun, how can it be ended easily?"

　　 Aaron sighed, and also nailed a wooden peg to Anthony II.

　　 He is like a high king, looking at the few remaining Vivian and other survivors: "The king is dead, and the direct bloodline of the kingdom will be completely cut off...Miss Vivian!"

　　 Vivian, who has not been harmed, is like a wooden person, tears rolling down like pearls.

　　 "Congratulations, maybe I am going to become a queen."

　　 The Duke of Bauhinia had a close blood relationship with the royal family, and the old Duke and heirs were fighting on the front line, I was afraid that the chance of death was very high.

　　 Next, maybe Vivienne can really become a queen.

"Now, I can tell the whole kingdom about the conditions of my armistice. If there are still kingdoms behind... I want the entire northern territory, I want a million nar in compensation, um, after I get these, I will lead the army back. ... If the above conditions are not fulfilled within one month, I will level the territory of each of your nobles."

　　 According to the previous plan, it is unrealistic for the green forest to swallow the entire kingdom at this time.

　　 Being able to cede land, pay compensation, and digest slowly ~www.novelmt.com~ is very good.

　　 But the rest of the matter will still be left to future generations to decide.

　　……

　　 In the gorgeous banquet hall.

　　 The Minister of Information, the Minister of Finance, the Prime Minister, and the great nobles and kings are all wailing, losing blood continuously, and their voices gradually become low.

　　 The little nobles and the less important female family members are like a broken spirit, limp on the ground, and some of the lower body still emits a stench.

　　 There is no doubt that everything that happened at this dinner will turn into an eternal nightmare for them, torturing them for a lifetime, and even suffering from some kind of mental illness.

　　 Aaron poured himself a glass of wine and slowly watched the complete death of King Anthony II, and then he walked up to the witch trio.

　　 "My lord... my lord... please forgive us for being rude."

　　 The witch, the old man, and the middle-aged man knelt and begged for mercy: "We are just humble liars..."

　　 "I am not a bloodthirsty person."

Aaron said something that no one else believed: "I want to tell you, witch...you should put more salt in your soup, then cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, orange peel, red wine, and finally add pasta, maybe It can become a delicacy with good flavor, it's called-witch soup pasta, hahaha..."

　　 After saying this, he left the palace without looking back.

　　 Originally, even if he couldn't get in, he planned to get in directly, so it was not difficult to get out.

　　……

　　 The **** hall is still dead.

　　 After a long time, a guard came in boldly outside, looking at the corpses of the crucified king and ministers, and yelling with tearing voices, his face was distorted: "Ahhhh! Your majesty is dead..."