Mysterious Tribulation

Your Majesty, nobles and ministers...

Aaron looked around and chuckled, I need a candlestick.

Anthony II nodded: Give it to him!

Lord Dean stepped forward and handed over a golden candlestick.

Aaron took it, snapped his fingers, and lit the candle. There was a sudden exclamation around him. Only Prince Theon pouted in disdain, as if he thought it was some kind of trick.

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

Aaron announced with a smile.

Really? Did 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 for me!

Aaron snapped his fingers as soon as Prince Theon and the Queen roared.

Snapped!

A dark flame suddenly emerged from the void, fell on Prince Theon, and burned roaringly.

what!

Prince Theon screamed and turned to ashes in an instant.

The blazing high temperature curled the hair tips of the ladies next to her.

This scene stunned the whole banquet, and for a while they forgot their actions.

Ahhh!

At this time, Vivian finally recovered from the fear and screamed: Aaron! He is Aaron Sotos! Aaron Sotos, Earl of Greenwood!

guard!

The originally gorgeous ball was overwhelmed by screams one after another.

The crowd turned into countless turbulence, and the roar of Anthony II could be heard: Guard!!!

Countless torrents of iron armor poured 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 thorns growing on the ground and thrown aside.

witchcraft?

The queen screamed, the sound almost piercing her eardrums.

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

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

Aaron didn't seem to see the guards all over the place and the archers holding crossbows, and said indifferently: Your intelligence chief worked hard to present a bloody dinner for Sotosburg, and in return, I will make a bigger bloody dinner. The feast is back to you!

kill him!

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

Boom!

On the ground, soil thorns emerged one after another, piercing the guards' armor and body...

The entire banquet was shrouded in blood in an instant!

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

Green Devil!

Green Devil!

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

In just an instant, the palace elite guards were nearly wiped out, and the rest were running away, throwing their honor aside, just wanting to stay away from that devil!

The aristocratic guests were full of appearances.

Those targets who were not cared for were also slumped to the ground and unable to move.

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

This is some kind of spiritual shock brought about by spiritual crushing.

It can even be regarded as spiritual pollution.

Prime Minister of the Kingdom!

Aaron walked in front of an old man and stabbed the wooden pyramid in his hand directly, not hitting the key, but the old man still let out a scream.

Minister of Intelligence!

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

As the Minister of Intelligence, Fei Li is also counted as your subordinate, and you will enjoy preferential treatment... Continued blood loss and death.

Then, Aaron turned his gaze to King Anthony II.

Forgive me, spare me!

The king, who is very artistic, was pale at this time, and he was not much better than ordinary people.

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

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

He was like a king high above, looking at the few survivors such as Vivienne: The king is dead, and the kingdom's line of blood will be completely cut off...Miss Vivienne!

Vivian, who has not been hurt, is like a wooden man, tears rolling down like pearls.

Congratulations, you may be enthroned to become the queen.

The Duke of Bauhinia was originally closely related to the royal family, and the old Duke and the heir were both fighting on the front lines, so there was a high chance of death.

Next, maybe Vivienne can really be the queen.

Now, I can tell the whole kingdom about the conditions of my truce. If the kingdom still exists... I want the entire northern region, and I want a million nar in indemnity. Well, after getting these, I will lead the army back. If the above conditions are not fulfilled within a month, I will step down the territory of each of your noble families.

According to the previous plan, it was unrealistic for the Green Forest to swallow the entire kingdom at this time.

It is very good to be able to cede land, pay indemnity, and digest slowly.

And what happens in the future is still to be decided by future generations.

...

in a gorgeous banquet hall.

The Minister of Intelligence, the Minister of Finance, the former Prime Minister, and the great nobles and kings were all mourning and losing blood continuously, and their voices gradually became low.

Those minor nobles and less important female relatives were all like they were mentally collapsed, slumped to the ground, and some of them had a stench from their lower bodies.

There is no doubt that everything that happened at this dinner will turn into their eternal nightmare, torment them for life, and even suffer from some kind of mental illness as a result.

Aaron poured himself a glass of wine and slowly watched Anthony II die completely, and then he walked up to the trio of witches.

My lord... my lord... Please forgive our previous rudeness.

The witch and the old man and the middle-aged man were trembling on their knees and begged for mercy: We are just lowly liars...

I'm not a murderer.

Aaron said something that no one believed at all: I'm telling you, witch...you should add more salt to your soup, then cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, orange peel, red wine, and then pasta, maybe If it can become a delicious food, it's called - Witch's Soup Pasta, hahaha...

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

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

...

The bloody hall was still dead silent.

After a long time, a guard came in boldly and looked at the corpses of the crucified king and high-ranking officials, and shouted with a tearing voice, his face was contorted: Ah, ah! Your Majesty is dead...