Chapter 681: Already has the style of a hero, doing everything personally

"Clatter——!" Another burst of exquisite porcelain shattering sounded from the imperial study.

Emperor Ivan's face was pale, his chest heaving violently, his hand tightly clutching a decree that had just arrived through a special channel, stamped with the emblem of the Star Ancient Tree. This was no longer a state letter or a warning; this was a "Decree to Depose the Emperor by the Wizard Ancestor"!

The decree was written in simple and majestic characters, and the content was even more earth-shattering:

The Wizard God has an order, the Wizard Ancestor monitors the world.

Consult you, Daluo's fake emperor Ivan, you inherited the country's destiny, you should have respected heaven and earth above, and comforted the people below.

But since you succeeded to the throne, you have been muddled and incompetent, self-willed!

Internally, you cannot detect treacherous officials, causing the loyal Andrei to be wrongly accused, and his son Sergei to rise in rebellion in anger; externally, you cannot resist strong enemies, letting May Tian Ce's iron hooves trample the territory, and the people are in misery!

You have repeatedly violated heaven's majesty, blasphemed the Wizard Ancestor, your sins are heavy, and both humans and gods are angry!

Your virtue does not match your position, your talent cannot bear the appointment, you have lost the character of a monarch, and heaven and earth have abandoned you!

Now, this ancestor follows heaven and responds to people, issuing this decree:

Limit you to abdicate the throne within one month, pass it to a virtuous imperial prince, and bind yourself before the ancestral temple, issue a decree of self-reproach, and wait for disposal!

If you do not obey within the time limit, or harbor luck and resist stubbornly, it will be regarded as going against heaven!

At that time, this ancestor will act on behalf of heaven, personally lead the heavenly soldiers, flatten the Holy Capital, eradicate the muddled monarch, and establish a new dynasty!

Your ancestral temple will also not be preserved!

Do not say that you were not warned, you should respect this!"

"Pfft——!" After Ivan finished reading, another mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining the front of his dragon robe red.

He was trembling all over, pointing to the north, his voice hoarse and shrill, like an injured beast:

"Ulger! You monster! You bully me too much! You bully me too much!!!"

"I haven't even come to settle accounts with you yet! You killed my backbone ministers, and I endured it! You issued a manifesto to insult me, and I have endured that for the time being as well!"

"Now! You actually dare to directly issue a decree to depose me?! And want me to abdicate and imprison myself?!"

"I am the emperor! I am the true Son of Heaven! What are you?! A wizard bandit who pretends to be a god and plays the devil, and you are worthy of deposing the Son of Heaven?!"

"Great humiliation! Great humiliation!!!"

Ivan looked like he was crazy, sweeping everything on the imperial desk to the ground, the roar echoing throughout the palace.

He felt his lungs were about to explode with anger; this Wizard Ancestor was simply relentless, repeatedly shitting and pissing on his head, stepping his dignity as an emperor into the mud, and then crushing it a few times! How could he endure this breath?!

On the other side, Romanov, the old ancestor of the Daluo Dynasty, had quietly arrived at the magnificent imperial capital of the May Tian Ce Dynasty.

He submitted a visiting card in a private capacity, seeking to see the May Tian Ce Emperor Li Chen, intending to discuss easing the war between the two countries.

Romanov had indeed met the late May Tian Ce Emperor several times back then, which could be considered as having some incense friendship, and this matter was quickly presented to Li Chen through the encrypted communication mobile phone.

Li Chen received the news in the cave-heaven in the North, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He naturally knew Romanov's purpose for this trip, which was nothing more than to strive for a breathing space for the Daluo Dynasty, which was in trouble internally and externally.

This old guy's strength had reached the peak of the Sage Realm, and he was definitely not easy to deal with; if he really made a scene in the imperial capital, although it wouldn't be impossible to clean up, it would be troublesome after all.

"Staying in the gentle village for long enough, it's time to go back and see," Li Chen thought.

If it weren't for this instant communication thing, the May Tian Ce court might really think that the Emperor had mysteriously disappeared.

He comforted the more than a thousand beauties in the cave-heaven who were reluctant to part and had different charms, telling them to "cultivate" well, and then activated the secret method, and his figure disappeared from the North.

One week later, May Tian Ce Imperial Capital, Imperial Palace.

Li Chen sat on the Nine Dragon Gold Chair, having changed back into the bright yellow imperial robe symbolizing supreme imperial power, his momentum majestic, completely different from the mysterious Wizard Ancestor in the North.

He read the report and learned that Romanov had been waiting in the Royal Post House of the imperial capital for seven full days, during which he only practiced quietly every day, without any impatience or overstepping.

Li Chen laughed lightly: "He can really hold his breath, announce him to enter the palace for an audience tomorrow."

The commander of the forbidden army standing below hurriedly bowed to take the order, but his heart was secretly clicking his tongue. ===== CHAPTER 682 =====