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At the same time, the plane of light.

The capital of the Empire of Light.

It has been more than a hundred decades since Emperor Charles the Great overthrew his father's tyranny and rebuilt the Empire of Light.

The once stormy empire, with the great Emperor Charles, gradually stabilized its regime, followed the footsteps of the Holy See, fought east and west, and almost all the human territory was included.

Emperor Charles, who rose in troubled times, was also known as the Emperor of Millennium and was supported by countless people. Even Pope Saint Trivicon of the Holy See of Light, was far from suppressing him.

However, at this moment, in the solemn and solemn palace, Emperor Charles, who once dominated and held power, was already lying on the sickbed of the palace, describing his withered and dying.

The descendants and concubines in the harem left behind were numerous. According to their status, they knelt down from the front of the bed in the bedroom to the courtyard outside the bedroom. However, everyone lowered their heads and was silent, not daring to make any sound.

Emperor Charles was in charge of the throne for more than a hundred decades, and his prestige was so great. During his lifetime, he quelled five major rebellions and ordered countless people to go to the gallows.

Even, of his fifteen descendants, eight of them were suspected of rebellion and sent to the gallows.

Suspicion is just suspicion.

This shows how suspicious Emperor Charles was. He killed his father and ascended the throne. What he feared most was that his sons followed suit. However, although he did this, he saved his throne, whether it was the concubines in the harem, the surviving descendants, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, etc., all had mediocre abilities, and none of them had a promising future.

Or even those princes and grandchildren with outstanding talents have taken various self-deprecating measures to avoid arousing the emperor's fear.

After receiving a notice from Emperor Charles the Great that he was critically ill.

Contemporary Pope Saint Trivikon and a group of archbishops in the Cardinal have arrived. They have formed a formation of divine prayer in front of the Emperor's sickbed, each holding the holy book in his hands, singing the praises of light in a serious and magnificent voice.

The lowest of those archbishops in the red is the seventh level of cultivation, each of whom is pious and has a strong holy power. Under their collective praise of light, countless holy powers of light gathered in the bedroom, forming holy clouds.

The holy clouds gathered into light spots, like an upside-down waterfall, pouring towards Emperor Charles for no money. The sacred light continued to wash away and moisten the withered body of the emperor.

With the efforts of a group of archbishops in the middle of the neck, Emperor Charles, who was about to die, had his face rosy and his weak breathing gradually became stronger.

"Wake up, the Emperor is awake."

The favored concubines and princes and grandchildren all began to cry with joy. The emperor was their backer. Once the emperor died, the consequences that accompanied them would inevitably be extremely miserable.

"Silent!" Contemporary Pope Saint Trivicon's face turned solemn and whispered majestic. An invisible wave rolled towards the concubines and princes and grandchildren.

The concubines and princes and grandchildren suddenly felt the terrifying pressure like a mountain, and continued to kneel down in silence, all of them were nervous.

Under the sacred and powerful praise of light, Emperor Charles gradually regained his complexion. He opened his deep and majestic eyes and looked at the contemporary Pope Saint Trivicon. A trace of indescribable complexity flashed through his eyes. He said with an old and weak voice: "Crown of the Pope, is he here?"

The old and dying emperor, what came to mind at this time was not the concubines and princes and grandsons, but His Highness Wu Hui, who had had grudges and entanglements with him in the magic holy land and was later identified as the son of God.

It is precisely because of His Highness the Son of God Wu Hui that the fate of Emperor Charles in this life has completely changed.

"Emperor." St. Trivicon also looked at the dying Emperor Charles with a complicated expression and sighed, "I have notified the above when I received your critical illness notice. But you also know how noble that person is. Whether he comes or not, it is not something I can decide."

Trivicon's heart was also a little complicated. When Saint Catherine, the Saint of Light, suppressed him for decades. When His Highness finally ascended, Saint Trivicon thought he had made a comeback.

Unexpectedly, he was suppressed by Emperor Charles for a lifetime.

The Pope and the Emperor fought each other openly and secretly for a lifetime. But seeing that their lifetime old opponents became like this, Pope Trevicon's heart was also turbulent.

"Thank you~" Emperor Charles seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes full of expectation, allowing the light to fall on him like raindrops.

While his concubines and descendants were worried and nervous, they were all full of curiosity. Their emperor was still looking forward to someone coming in such a situation. Could it be that as long as that person came, the emperor would be safe and sound?

And from the tone of the Pope's crown, the mysterious existence was so prominent that even the Great Emperor and the Pope could not control his will?

Time passed by little by little. The singing of praise of light became more and more intense, and the holy rain was like a waterfall.

The light of hope in the emperor's eyes was gradually dying.

"Ah~" Emperor Charles sighed bitterly, "I am ambitious and powerful in the court and the country for a lifetime, and I think I am already a person. But in his eyes, I am probably just an insignificant ant. Forget it, my life is enough! You guys, prepare my funeral."

He knew very well that no matter how hard the Archbishops in the red tried, they could only hold his life. When the praise of light ended, it would be the end of his life.

"Emperor!"

The concubines and princes could no longer suppress their panic and sadness. They shouted the emperor's name and burst into tears.

"Hmph! Shut up." A hint of anger appeared in the increasingly turbid eyes of Emperor Charles, "What a person I, Emperor Charles, is. As the descendants of my Emperor, you are crying like you."

At this moment, he regretted it. Among his descendants, the most promising ones had died, and died under his command. Although there are many remaining descendants, they are all cowards.

After his fall, who can support this foundation? Faced with the increasingly strong aggressiveness of the Holy See, I am afraid that I can only be a real puppet.

Just when Emperor Charles's heart was extremely upset.

Suddenly!

A majestic and powerful energy aura appeared in the bedroom, and the highly condensed sacred energy seemed to break through the air, and then condensed a gorgeous but solemn gate to heaven.

Emperor Charles's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly burst out and stared at the gate of heaven. He hoped that the person he expected most from inside was the person he expected.

"Crash!"

In the gate of heaven, the water-like energy was broken open, and a noble figure rushed over. She stood out of thin air and swept around. Even if she deliberately restrained her breath, it made everyone feel like she was looking up to the mountain.

Finally, her eyes fell on Emperor Charles the Great.

"Saint..." The first person to change his face was the contemporary Pope Saint Trivicon. He immediately knelt down on one knee with a solemn expression, "His Majesty, no, I didn't expect that you were coming."

The person who came was St. Catherine, who was once a powerful figure on the Light Continent.

Originally, according to his identity, no matter how high the prestige of the saint was, he could not kneel down and worship. But as a contemporary pope, he certainly knew some of the "secrets" of the kingdom of God.

Not long after the saint Catherine ascended to the Kingdom of God, she became a god, married His Majesty the Lord of God, became a god concubine, and was named the holy concubine!

What a glorious identity this is!

"St. Catherine!" Emperor Charles was also stunned. Unexpectedly, this time the person who came was Catherine who had been away for a long time.

When he ascended the throne and became the emperor of the Empire of Light, he cooperated with Catherine to actively build the plane of Light. The relationship between the two was quite good.

However……

What made Charles care even more was that Catherine was still so young and beautiful. No, to be precise, she looked younger and more elegant than when she ascended, and her panic and powerful power made people unable to look directly at it.

"Oh~"

Suddenly, another sigh came out of the gate of heaven. His strength was very weak, far less weak than any archbishop in the clothes. But he walked towards Charles' bed calmly, as if he was the only king between heaven and earth.

"Charles, you are already like this..." Naturally, this one was Wu Hui who rushed over after hearing the news.

He had to come.

There were still very few people he knew on the Continent of Light. Even though he was inconsistent with Charles, he still came when he heard the news that Charles was about to die.

"Haven, Your Highness!"

Emperor Charles had a blush on his face, and he struggled desperately to get up and salute Wu Hui, "Che~Cha, Charles pays homage to His Highness the Son of God."

"Forget it, you and I were half a friend back then." Wu Hui raised a divine power and held his fragile and old body. A trace of divine power quietly penetrated into his body, helping him restore his declining cells.

However, Charles could not bow down, but when others heard the Son of God coming, how could they not bow down?

Immediately, under the leadership of Pope Saint Trivicon, the Archbishops in the Crown Kneel all knelt all over the ground. Of course, the concubines and descendants of Emperor Charles also hurriedly knelt down and welcomed the arrival of the Son of God's House in great devotion.

"Your Highness, Son of God, I..." Charles trembled and wanted to ask something.

Just as Wu Hui was about to answer, suddenly, a vast and powerful force exploded outside the palace, and a figure rushed towards him at a very fast speed.

"Who is it, who dares to force himself into the Emperor's bedroom."

Several level 8 masters hiding in the palace shouted violently and wanted to stop the figure.

"Get out of here, I'm Stuart!" a majestic and old voice roared angrily, "I came to visit the old thing Charles after hearing the news."

"Fa, the God of Dharma under the crown..."

The eight-level masters responded in horror and shrank back one after another. They all knew that although the relationship between the Crown of the Dharma God and the Emperor was both enemies and friends, they had countless fights in their life, attacking and destroying each other, but they were somewhat sympathetic to each other.

Stuart rushed into Charles's bedroom like a gust of wind. His attention was on Charles. Seeing that he was not dead, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Old guy, you are quite strong. I will come immediately after I get the news of your death. Hurry up and hurry up, fearing that it will not be too late."

"Old thing, why would I die if I didn't see you for the last time?" Emperor Charles also laughed, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"I'll just say, how could a shameless scum like you die easily?" After joking Stuart's face gradually dimmed, "Old, old thing. We haven't seen you for ten years, why did you suddenly become like this..." At the end of his speech, his tone was choked.

"Haha, I'm not like you who are dedicated to practicing magic." Emperor Charles sighed helplessly, "I have been fighting and fighting in the world for the rest of my life, and I have been plaguing countless errands every day. Alas~ I just didn't expect it to collapse so quickly. Old man, stop talking about it, see who is coming."

"Isn't it that junior Trivicon...well?" Stuart was concerned about Charles' life and death, and he didn't notice the other two for a moment. The first one was, of course, that he saw the dazzling St. Catherine first.

The sacred and powerful aura that Catherine inadvertently emitted from his body made his dignified god of Dharma. After carefully identifying it, he hurriedly saluted: "It turns out that His Highness the Saint has returned to the mortal world. I haven't seen him for nearly a hundred years. His Highness is still so young and beautiful. But we... are all old."

"Stuart." Catherine smiled and nodded back, "Congratulations, you have become a level nine magic god." In fact, Stuart was promoted to a magic god twenty or thirty years ago. She was in charge of big and small things in heaven, so of course she knew the news.

"His Highness the Saint returns to the mortal world, I wonder if there are any treasures such as the fountain of immortality?" Stuart was not afraid of the Saint, but instead asked for the reward, "Can you reward one or two drops so that Charles and I can be younger. Otherwise, we will lose the courage to speak in front of the beautiful and unparalleled temple."

Wu Hui's eyes turned pale, he held Catherine's little hand, and glared at Stuart angrily: "I said Stuart, you old guy, have you not seen your Son of God here? You are so blind that you dare to tease my woman."

"woman?"

Charles was shocked. Did His Highness marry the son of God Wu Hui?

Stuart also identified Wu Hui in shock and shouted: "Wu...No, Your Highness, you, have you also descended to earth?"

What was even more shocking was of course the contemporary Pope Saint Trivicon. He had always thought that His Highness had married His Majesty the Lord of God, but now His Highness is holding her little hand and keeping saying that it is his woman.

This This This This...

What went wrong with this? He was nervous and frightened. Could it be that the Kingdom of God was so chaotic? Father and Son... Could it be that he accidentally found a terrible secret...
Chapter completed!