Chapter 1182

"Zabo, have you... have you been lying to me all along?"

The beautiful woman's eyes widened. Hearing the beautiful woman's words, High Priest Zabo was stunned.

"Iron Hand, I can give you whatever you want, money, women, anything."

High Priest Zabo threw the bundle behind him toward Su Xiao. With a "clatter," gems and gold coins scattered on the ground.

Crunch, crunch...

Su Xiao stepped over the gems and gold coins. He did indeed need gold coins now, but he needed legal gold coins, kingdom gold coins that could circulate freely without needing to hide.

"I have a daughter, her name is Elena, she is already 13 years old. If you let me go, I will give her to you."

High Priest Zabo's will to survive was very tenacious, tenacious to the point of losing all bottom lines.

"Hahaha, what am I saying? God, are you punishing me? Punishing me for those pig-and-dog-like things I've done?"

High Priest Zabo suddenly laughed loudly, his spirit somewhat broken.

Suddenly, the veins on High Priest Zabo's face bulged.

"Bai Herbert, you will face retribution!!"

High Priest Zabo roared the King's name. He pulled a long dagger from his waist and hugged his wife.

With a "swish," the dagger pierced through the beautiful woman's chest and also stabbed into High Priest Zabo's body. This dagger was highly poisonous.

"Angia, forgive me."

The High Priest softly called his wife's name.

"Hmm,"

The beautiful woman nestled in the High Priest's arms.

"Even though I said such ugly things, you still forgive me. You are the gift God gave me."

The High Priest's face gradually turned blue; the poison had already taken effect.

"How could that be? You were just too scared. We don't have a daughter at all."

The beautiful woman's body gradually went limp.

"Bai Herbert, and you, Iron Hand, just wait! I look forward to your miserable state in hell. The angry spirits will tear you apart alive, and that which is hidden beneath the throne..."

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

The sound of hacking and killing drowned out the High Priest's roar. It was the ten Imperial Guards; they waved the long swords in their hands and chopped the High Priest and his wife directly into minced meat.

"Hmm?"

Su Xiao's eyes narrowed. According to the normal procedure, the Imperial Guards could not attack officials, otherwise, it would be very troublesome. Even with the old King's secret order, it was the same; this was a political stance issue.

But these ten Imperial Guards did attack. Why were the royal direct guards, who should have been sent, temporarily replaced by the killing machine Imperial Guards? This was a question worth pondering, and what did the High Priest's last sentence want to say? What was hidden "beneath the throne"? A curse? A weapon?

"Beneath the throne" itself was not easy to understand. It could be understood as royal power, it could also be understood as the palace, or even someone under the King.

After the ten Imperial Guards dismembered the High Priest and his wife, they walked quickly to Su Xiao's side and all knelt on one knee. Just a moment ago, they had overstepped their authority. Su Xiao could now completely execute them on the spot.

"The High Priest has been executed by my own hand."

Su Xiao spoke, and the ten Imperial Guards just lowered their heads. Could the position of Iron Hand really kill people without any scruples? No, this was a sensitive position. If used well, it could make everyone in the capital fear, and if used poorly, it would lead to a fatal disaster. The previous Iron Hand had only been in office for 12 days, while this current Iron Hand had already been in office for two full years.

Hearing Su Xiao's words, the surrounding Imperial Guards stood up and stood behind him again.

Three targets had already been purged, leaving only Chief Justice Elvie Anthony, who lived on the south side of the capital.

The capital covered a large area, and it took half an hour before Su Xiao arrived at Chief Justice Elvie's residence.

This was not a rich area, so the surrounding residential houses were pitch black, and one could only vaguely hear the croaking of frogs at the edge of the capital, where there was a moat.

A cool night breeze blew, blowing away the smell of blood on Su Xiao.

Su Xiao crouched on a residential house, feeling that the atmosphere around him was a bit wrong.

"Xiang Bubu, this is a portrait of Elvie Anthony. Identify it. Later, you are responsible for finding where he is. If the situation is not right, find a way to control him."

Su Xiao took out a portrait. Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang's dog face leaned forward, almost sticking to the portrait. Ten seconds later, it looked at Su Xiao, its big watery eyes seeming to say: "Master, are you a devil? Is this a giant panda in the portrait?"

It was no wonder Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang was like this; this was a portrait drawn with a quill pen, only in black and white, and the degree of abstraction could be fully imagined.

"Cough, try your best to identify it."

Su Xiao spoke in a low voice, and Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang sighed and began to stare at the portrait.

A few minutes later, Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang nodded, signaling that it had identified it well enough.

"Are you sure?"

"Woof~"

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang's voice was very low, looking as steady as an old dog, but actually, its heart was full of doubts. Who is this? Where is he? Where to find him?

"Amu, get ready."

Su Xiao stared at an old courtyard ahead. This was Chief Justice Elvie's residence. Although the area here was not small, it appeared somewhat dilapidated. If he didn't know the character of this Chief Justice very well, Su Xiao would have thought the other party was an honest official.

Of course, this purge could not be an assassination, but had to be done with great fanfare to deter those officials in the capital who were about to move because the power struggle was about to begin.

"Leave no one alive."

Boom!

Amu rushed out like a tank, directly smashing the outer wall of Chief Justice Elvie's courtyard.

"Enemy attack!!"

As soon as the roar sounded, a roar came from the pitch-black courtyard, noisy footsteps came, and firelight appeared.

In less than ten seconds, the courtyard was illuminated by dozens of torches, and "soldiers" holding round shields rushed out from the castle in the center of the courtyard.

This Chief Justice was not as simple as he looked. He knew what he had done, so of course, he had precautions against the old King, so he chose a residence far from the palace and secretly invited dozens of mercenaries.

In fact, cultivating one's own private army was the most ideal approach, but Chief Justice Elvie was not stupid. He knew that the entire capital was under the old King's nose, so he chose a more secretive way, which was to spend a lot of money to hire mercenaries and use his own authority to send these mercenaries into the capital. This was the role of connections.

In fact, the old King saw all these small actions of Chief Justice Elvie, but the old King did not move against Chief Justice Elvie before because he could suppress this official.

The old King could suppress him, but that didn't mean the new King could. Even so, the old King gave Chief Justice Elvie a chance, a chance to show loyalty. After all, Elvie had dedicated his life to the kingdom, but unfortunately, Elvie did not seize this opportunity.

Ten Imperial Guards met those mercenaries. These mercenaries were not fools; they were all battle-hardened and had no problem blocking the Imperial Guards for a short time.

Su Xiao walked through the crowd, blade light shining, and two heads flew up. A moment later, he appeared in the center of the courtyard, in front of the slightly old-fashioned castle.

Bang.

Wood chips splashed, and Su Xiao kicked open the main gate of the castle. What came into view was a very wide staircase, and a bald sturdy man stood above the staircase, with a lizard tattooed on his bald head.

"I heard you are the strongest warrior in the capital? I'm curious, among the fools in the capital, how strong can the strongest warrior be? The real strong ones are all on the front line, and only fools stay in the capital to enjoy themselves."

The bald sturdy man exercised his muscles. His pupils were green, but he was not an undead, so there was only one possibility: this was a holy warrior who had defected from the kingdom. Money can make the devil turn the millstone, let alone a holy warrior? Even the old King was a bit jealous of Chief Justice Elvie's property.

The struggle for power was just like this. The people who died tonight were all losers in this power struggle. In fact, the struggle for power had already begun tonight.