Chapter 1866: Night King

In the front hall, Sayeto, who was at the very front, had already reached the inner corridor and soon entered the middle hall. She looked at the high platform at the deepest part of the middle hall, where the Black Throne stood.

Su Xiao and others also entered the middle hall. Although he couldn't become the new king, with his status in the Empire, he naturally had the qualification to witness the new king's coronation.

Sayeto continued to walk forward step by step, but whether it was an illusion or not, she felt the crown on her head getting colder and colder, even making the skin on her forehead sting faintly.

Fifteen meters, ten meters, eight meters.

When Sayeto was only eight meters away from the Black Throne, she stopped and looked down at her hands. Her hands... were actually trembling unconsciously.

"Can't sit on it, otherwise everything will be over."

This thought appeared in Sayeto's mind and couldn't be dispelled. At this moment, she looked at Su Xiao again. Su Xiao's hand stretched out, making a gesture of invitation.

"Outdated concepts need to be broken, and the ceremony is the same."

Sayeto turned around, with her back to the Black Throne. The five officials in front of her were all stunned, somewhat unable to understand why Sayeto said this.

"The ceremony cannot be abolished!"

The Old Shaman spoke in a deep voice, his eyes seemingly filled with black mist.

"No, the ceremony is not important. I am now... already the Black King!"

Sayeto's tone was firm. She was naturally not stupid and sensed that there was a problem with the throne.

"Come here..."

Sayeto shouted, and then, no soldiers rushed into the hall.

In the front hall, Zos sat on a dozen corpses, and hundreds of black-blue crows circled in the front hall.

"Really a beautiful job, tsk tsk tsk, Silna is a good woman, should I marry her? If the master knows what I did last night, he won't kill me, right? Seems he already knows, oh no~"

Boom!

The sound of impact spread on the hall door. Outside the hall, it had already turned into purgatory. A wall on one side of the royal palace was knocked open by a giant war beast, and a full 10,000 beast riders rushed into the royal palace. Crossbow arrows flew from behind the wall like rain, and those city guards were almost defeated at the first touch after fighting these border soldiers.

"My lord, it's not good, the border defense troops have mutinied."

A soldier wearing gold armor and covered in blood rushed to the hall door.

"Hmm, got it, go down."

The Royal Guard Legion Commander, Trollope, spoke. If one observed carefully, one could find that there seemed to be flames burning in his pupils. That was the flame of the devil.

In the middle hall.

Drip, drip...

Blood dripped along the long sword. Su Xiao was surrounded by dozens of Royal Guards, and on the other side of the hall, the Old Shaman also stood among a large pile of corpses.

"You... preparing to seize power?"

Sayeto held a broken long sword. Before this, she had always thought she could solve Su Xiao in one move, but after really fighting, she found this was a wrong judgment.

"My lord, you should have sat on it. If so, Wayne, Andel, Alfret, and Hoy wouldn't have to die. It was you who killed them, it was you."

The fat Evan spoke. He was the fourth-ranked figure under Sayeto, and he was responsible for receiving guests at the manor gate last night.

And now, pitch-black tentacles grew all over Evan's body, and the devil's flame in his eyes was burning.

Sayeto couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out why Evan would betray her. This was a subordinate who had been loyal to her for more than a dozen years. Although greedy and lustful, he was loyal to her. Once she was assassinated, Evan even helped her block an arrow.

"Princess, the Black Throne belongs to you."

After Evan said this, his body cracked rapidly and exploded into large black fragments with a snap.

"You..."

Sayeto looked around at the people in the room. She indeed didn't expect that these people would dare to make a move in the royal palace. This was a situation that absolutely couldn't be ended. Even if she died here today, these people would have to bear the crime of regicide, and the power system of the Empire would split at a very fast speed, and no one would have a good ending.

"The ceremony is really too slow, wasting a whole morning. Sayeto, you are the Black King, but you have to wait until you sit on the Black Throne."

Su Xiao's long sword pointed at the Black Throne.

"You know... what will happen if you sit there, so you gave up, you were afraid!"

Sayeto threw down the broken sword. Who could have thought that last night was the most glorious moment of her life, rather than today when she was crowned king.

"Princess, stop talking nonsense, go up."

Wu Fu came to Sayeto and made a gesture of invitation.

"You will not die well."

Sayeto kicked Wu Fu away. Caught off guard, Wu Fu was kicked and staggered back a few steps.

Just as Sayeto

Boom!

Blood Qi and black smoke filled the central hall, one on the left and one on the right. Sayeto, standing in the middle, felt a weight on her shoulders and felt terrible; the Blood Qi on the left was sharp and ferocious, while the black smoke on the right was eerie and viscous.

"None of you will have a good death!"

Sayeto roared again, tearing open the buttons at her collar; the garment was making her feel uncomfortable, and she had long wanted to rip it off.

Right now, Sayeto had two choices: sit on the Black Throne or die here. She hesitated for a moment before continuing toward the Black Throne.

Each step was longer than the last, each step heavier than the last. Whether it was an illusion or not, Sayeto felt that for every step she took closer to the Black Throne, she aged by a year.

Finally, Sayeto arrived before the throne. She pressed her hand onto the armrest, feeling the touch of the metal.

The throne was something she had always pursued, but now, she felt an immense resistance toward it. She, Sayeto, still had her own ideals and ambitions; she could not be assimilated by this throne.

For some reason, upon seeing the Black Throne, Sayeto recalled memories of her childhood. Back then, the Black King sat on the throne, watching her from afar; that gaze held doting, reluctance, and even a hint of guilt.

"Saya, you are still young and cannot understand what I am saying, but I feel deep guilt that you have become my descendants. One of you will eventually sit here and face the same fate as I have. This is the price—the price for awakening those things. I should have... let them remain forever buried in the sea. Whether it was the gods who were wrong or I who was wrong, it no longer matters. Civilization should be unearthed step by step, just like how this empire clearly already has electricity, yet it can only be used for lighting. It could have originally driven massive machines, allowed people to see further, and even let steel fly into the sky, soaring above the clouds."

Even now, Sayeto could not fully understand the Black King's words, but she understood the first half, especially the part: "I feel deep guilt that you have become my descendants."

"I am the King; you are only fit to kneel at my feet."

Sayeto raised her arms high, leaned her body back, and sat on the throne.

The central hall was deathly silent. Everyone's gaze was fixed on Sayeto. Sayeto remained in the posture of sitting on the Black Throne with her arms raised high, her face tightly furrowed, as if she were prepared to face her fate.

"Eh~"

Sayeto's eyes showed confusion; other than feeling that the Black Throne was a bit hard, she felt no other abnormalities.

"Ha, hahahahaha..."

Sayeto laughed until she was swaying back and forth, pointing one hand at Su Xiao and the others.

"You, you are all truly ridiculous. Hahaha, just like this? You went to such great lengths, and it's just like this?"

Sayeto's laughter had become somewhat manic, but soon she realized something was wrong. Su Xiao and the Old God-stick were both slowly retreating, while Wu Fu and the Minister of Finance looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Su Xiao did not look at Sayeto but instead stared at the top of her head, where a mass of black fog was shrouding her. If his perception was correct, this was the Extreme Day, Edels, that terrifyingly abnormal existence.

The smile on Sayeto's face gradually stiffened. She raised her right arm, and black smoke was swirling around it.

"I..."

Before Sayeto could finish her sentence, her pupils turned pitch black, and her silver hair rapidly turned black as well.

Black armor plates appeared on Sayeto's body, wrapping around her torso and cheeks. She sat quietly on the throne.

"Roar!!"

Countless roars echoed from within the Black Throne.

"You... lowly mortals!"

"The Day of the Covenant is approaching."

"This place belongs to us. This is the object of the covenant. All living beings belong to us, all belong to the Dead Silence City."

"The King... is still here. The Day of the Covenant, three hundred years later."

"Pure Black! Extreme Day! Absolute Night..."

"The King of Night, the Day of the Covenant, three hundred years later. By then, all living beings will belong to us, belong to the Dead Silence City."

"The Black King."

"The King of Day."

"The King of Night."

"The Black King, Adgesh, belongs to us."

"The King of Day, Edels, belongs to us."

"The King of Night... does not yet belong to us. Her name is... Adgesh Sayeto."

"Soon, just three hundred years, it will be soon..."

The whispering gradually faded. Su Xiao rubbed his throbbing temples. When he heard those voices, he felt as if the blood in his entire body was about to freeze, and his brain felt a series of sharp pains. However, after the whispers vanished, this sensation also rapidly receded.

Su Xiao scanned his surroundings. The Old God-stick was lying on the ground, his body twitching unconsciously. Strangely, Wu Fu and the Minister of Finance showed no reaction at all.

"Xiang Bubu, did you hear anything just now?"

"Woof?"

Xiang Bubu Wang shook its head, indicating it hadn't heard anything. This made Su Xiao involuntarily look at the 【Black King's Fallen Sacrifice】 on his left arm.

Clearly, the King of this continent was not just the Black King. The Black King's eldest son, the Extreme Day, Edels, had also been crowned King—the King of Day.

As for Sayeto, she was not the Black King, but the third King—the King of Night.

Su Xiao walked to the front of the Black Throne and snapped his fingers twice beside Sayeto's ear.

"Sayeto?"

Seemingly hearing Su Xiao's voice, Sayeto slowly raised her head.

"The Day of the Covenant, three hundred years later. At that time, find the next King. It must be the bloodline of the first Black King. They are... whispering to me. They are... telling me how to become powerful."

Sayeto was like a doll that had lost all emotion, just sitting on the throne, muttering to herself.

Through the information he had obtained, Su Xiao roughly understood what was going on. The Black King must have made some kind of covenant with the Dead Silence City while he was alive, gaining three hundred years of peace.

If Su Xiao's guess was correct, the Black King must have been in this state initially, and it was only after his eldest son, Edels, became the King of Day and replaced the Black King himself that the Black King was able to recover.

When the three-hundred-year limit was approaching, the Black King entered the Dead Silence City and subsequently disappeared without a trace. As for why he didn't choose a proper successor, that remained unknown. Or perhaps, he had entrusted this heavy responsibility to the Old God-stick. The Old God-stick had indeed cultivated a new King initially—the little Duke's father—but who could have known that the Duke would suddenly die, leading to the Old God-stick being ousted from the power structure.

Just as the Old God-stick was preparing to find an opportunity to cultivate a second new King, Su Xiao, wearing the 【Black King's Fallen Sacrifice】, appeared.

"My lord, can this... govern the country?"

The Minister of Finance also noticed Sayeto's abnormality. At this moment, his back was drenched in cold sweat, and he felt fortunate. Fortunately, he had chosen to support Su Xiao last night. The reason he made that choice was actually very simple: Su Xiao had managed to kill Duke Silver Feather and Bloomer in just two days. He didn't believe such a person would hand over the throne on a silver platter; he wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

"She certainly cannot, which is why the King of Night needs a Left Imperial and a Right Imperial."

Su Xiao glanced at Wu Fu, then looked at the Minister of Finance.

"Me?"

Wu Fu pointed at himself, looking at Su Xiao in astonishment.

"That's right, you are the Right Imperial, and Walkley is the Left Imperial."

Wu Fu and the Minister of Finance, Walkley, both stood frozen in place, staring at each other.

"Left Imperial."

Wu Fu patted the Minister of Finance on the shoulder, a silly grin on his face.

"Right Imperial."

The Minister of Finance looked Wu Fu up and down; he felt that no matter how he looked at it, the other man didn't seem like a Right Imperial, and he himself didn't want to be a Left Imperial.

"Ha, haha."

Wu Fu smiled with a stiff face, his laughter looking somewhat silly no matter how one viewed it.

Happiness had come too suddenly, so suddenly that even the Minister of Finance was stunned for half a minute.