Chapter 1867

The sounds of shouting and killing outside the front hall gradually subsided. In the vast square in front of the hall, corpses lay scattered in all directions; these were the guards who were loyal to Sayeto.

The struggle for royal power is just like this; ability, vision, and the ability to assess the situation are all indispensable. Of course, a bit of luck is also needed.

These officials and soldiers who supported Sayeto were not all willing to join her ranks; some were part of entire factions that were on Sayeto's side, and the small fry below had no choice at all.

Corpse after corpse was dragged away. Soldiers in armor carried huge buckets, pouring them onto the square and the walkways with a thud. Blood water spread out, some soaking into the cracks between the bricks, some absorbed by the soil, becoming nutrients for the flowers and plants.

The victor steps on the corpses of the losers to sit on the throne. As long as humanity exists, the throne will always be stained with blood. History is the wife of the loser, only to be manipulated by the victor.

A large group of trembling officials moved forward under the encirclement of the Border Army. Some looked as if they had lost their parents, some sighed and lamented, and others were filled with grief.

"The Empire is finished..."

An official with age spots all over his face wiped away his tears. His life experience told him that this was an internal struggle among those in power. Once there was no new King crowned today, the offensives from the restless lords and alien races at the borders would be fierce. By then, the empire's officials would be in a state of panic, and the power structure would collapse and disintegrate in a short time.

A better scenario would be the empire splitting into several kingdoms; worse would be the lords at the borders ruling the empire; the worst would be the alien races occupying the continent.

The front hall doors slowly opened. The Old God-stick stood inside, seemingly normal, but the veins on his neck were pulsing.

"Princess Adgesh Sayeto, crowned King of Night in the year 1691 of the Dark Era!"

The Old God-stick shouted, and the imperial officials in front of the hall were filled with confusion.

"All officials, enter the hall."

Following the Old God-stick's shout, the officials entered the front hall. After passing through the inner corridor and stepping into the central hall, what met their eyes was the King of Night, Sayeto, sitting on the throne in full black armor.

"The Black King..."

Some of the older officials, upon seeing Sayeto on the throne, had tears in their eyes. Almost instinctively, their knees went weak, and they knelt down.

On Sayeto's left and right sides stood Wu Fu and Walkley. At this moment, one was wearing red armor and the other white robes. The one in red armor was Wu Fu, who held military power; it could be said that all armies within the empire were under his jurisdiction.

The one in white robes was Walkley, responsible for finance, people's livelihood, and the selection and dismissal of officials.

Wu Fu and Walkley's power seemed immense, but in reality, they needed to find people they trusted and gradually disperse the power in their hands. If it were just the two of them, they wouldn't be able to finish their work even if they didn't sleep or rest for 24 hours.

All the officials knelt on the ground. Although they were filled with doubts, a new King had appeared, which meant the imperial power would be unified once again. As long as there was stability for a few years, the alien races and lords at the borders would not be an external threat at all.

Just as all the officials were kneeling, Su Xiao was already walking toward the outside of the central hall. Seeing Su Xiao walking out, Wu Fu, standing beside the throne, subconsciously wanted to follow.

"Wu Fu."

Walkley spoke in a low voice. Wu Fu's footsteps paused. He glanced at Su Xiao, who was gradually walking out of the central hall, then looked at the officials kneeling on the ground, and finally focused his gaze on Walkley.

Walkley shook his head and said, "We... have to continue managing this country."

"Is, is that so..."

Wu Fu retreated to the side of the throne.

"That is so."

Walkley stepped forward; half of the empire's power was now in his hands.

Inside the front hall.

Su Xiao arrived in front of the hall, watching the Border Army soldiers who were cleaning up the bloodstains.

"You just... gave up royal power like this? If you were willing, Wu Fu and Walkley would both support you."

The Old God-stick stood beside Su Xiao, his expression relaxed; the heavy burden on his shoulders had vanished the moment Sayeto sat on the throne.

"Don't play dumb."

Su Xiao's hand pressed against the hilt of his blade. Seizing power was just a process; he didn't come to this world to be crowned King. If he didn't die in some world, he would still have to experience many more worlds in the future; he couldn't take royal power out of this world.

Therefore, compared to royal power, his own strength was more important to Su Xiao. After all, he was not a resident of this world.

"Although that place will be silent for a period of time, if we enter it, the probability of walking out alive is less than ten percent."

"Silent?"

Su Xiao turned his head to look at the Old God-stick; his eyes seemed to be shining.

"That's right, the Dead Silence City will be silent for one to two months. Its residents will hibernate to the maximum extent. Even if they are startled awake, they will be much weaker due to the appearance of a new King."

"That is good news."

Su Xiao walked toward the outside of the palace, and the Old God-stick sighed, having no choice but to follow.

Just as Su Xiao walked out of the palace, Xiang Bubu Wang and Amu, who had been waiting for a long time outside the main gate, also followed Su Xiao.

Although the power struggle had ended, Su Xiao's work had only just begun. He was going to enter the Dead Silence City. Although it was full of dangers, judging from the information Su Xiao already knew, he could gain significant benefits there.

First was the final piece of the Black King set. If one wanted to obtain the complete Black King set, the Dead Silence City was a place that had to be visited.

Moreover, according to the information Su Xiao had previously investigated, many Extreme Cultivators had disappeared within the Dead Silence City. Those powerhouses who pursued the ultimate techniques, after reaching a certain level, found it difficult to make even the slightest progress. Their combat power could already rival the gods of this world in the past, so they were respectfully called Saint Cultivators by the world.

When these Saint Cultivators reached their twilight years, they all invariably entered the Dead Silence City. The only known information was obtained by Su Xiao from a metal fragment, which contained only one sentence.

"What we pursue lies within the Dead Silence; we have no regrets in this life and are willing to try."

Su Xiao had studied many of the cultivation methods and insights of Extreme Cultivators, and even used these insights to raise his Blade Master level by two. However, he had only collected one relic left behind by a Saint Cultivator.

One must know that Su Xiao was already one of the most prominent figures in the empire. For the things he wanted to collect, there were millions of people below searching day and night. Yet even so, they had only found one metal fragment.

Besides the Black King set and the relics of the Saint Cultivators, another thing within the Dead Silence City also attracted Su Xiao: the Source of Darkness.

Su Xiao had tried many methods, but let alone obtaining the Source of Darkness, he didn't even know what the Source of Darkness was.

One must know that when he first entered the Black King world, the world introduction provided by the Reincarnation Paradise stated that the Source of Darkness and the World Source were of the same tier.

The World Source could allow Su Xiao to obtain real attributes. As for what could be obtained through the Source of Darkness, it remained unknown for the time being.

Real attributes are like a foundation. Without the support of physical fitness, even if Su Xiao's blade techniques were several times stronger than they were now, he wouldn't be able to exert very strong combat power.

The Black King set, the relics of the Saint Cultivators, and the Source of Darkness—these three were enough for Su Xiao to risk exploring the Dead Silence City.

"Old God-stick, where is the Dead Silence City?"

Su Xiao's tone was firm, even unquestionable.

"If you want to go there, you must at least do some preparatory work."

The Old God-stick tapped his chest four times with one hand, looking into the distance; he was preparing to fulfill a previous promise.