novelden Chapter 1323 Assassinating the Empress? A Foolish Plan!
Chapter 1323 Assassinating the Empress? A Foolish Plan!
The old world of Neo-Batavia is collapsing.
Those guild elders and slave owners who built their wealth by selling flesh and souls suddenly discovered overnight that their most valuable "living assets" had become free men.
The source of their wealth was cut off.
Their status was completely uprooted.
Anger, resentment, and a deep-seated hatred for that Eastern woman festered wildly in their decaying hearts.
On the outskirts of the city, in the cellar of a secluded winery.
The stale, sour smell of grapes mingled with the stench of conspiracy.
A dozen or so dressed men sat around a long table with somber expressions. They were representatives of the old order and the most loyal lackeys of the East India Company.
"We can't wait any longer!" A Dutch merchant named Vanderbilt slammed his fist on the table, his fat face contorted with resentment. "That oriental vixen is going to ruin everything we have!"
“That’s right! Abolish slavery? Who does she think she is? God?” another British plantation owner gritted his teeth. “I have hundreds of black slaves and hundreds of thousands of gold coins! With one word from her, it’s all gone! Who’s going to compensate me?!”
"She's digging up our roots! She's ending our lives!"
Inside the cellar, curses and roars filled the air with despair.
In the corner, a figure in black robes who had remained silent until now let out a cold laugh.
He was dressed in a black priest's robe, the shadow of his hood obscuring his face, and his voice was hoarse and grating.
"A bunch of idiots who can only whine."
The sound wasn't loud, but the cellar fell into an instant silence.
All eyes were on him, filled with a mixture of awe and fear.
They knew that this man was the last spark of the "Nihilism" left in the city.
It was also their only hope for revenge.
“Your Excellency, the esteemed envoy…” Vanderbilt quickly rose to his feet, adopting a humble posture, “What… insight do you have?”
"A brilliant insight?" The black-robed priest's sneer deepened. "It's very simple."
He slowly looked up.
Beneath the hood's shadow, a pair of eyes gleamed with an eerie blue light, unlike anything human.
"Kill that woman."
He uttered those words without a trace of emotion, as if he were talking about crushing an ant.
"Kill her?!" The entire room was filled with shock.
"Your Excellency, you're not joking, are you? She's surrounded by that monster Yue Fei, and the elusive Black-Clad Guards! How could we possibly..."
"Who said we should confront each other head-on?"
The priest in black interrupted him, his tone full of intellectual superiority.
He took out several strange metal devices that resembled bracelets from his pocket.
"The organization's latest 'dimensional dagger'."
His voice had a bewitching magic.
"It allows you to ignore all physical defenses and directly attack the target's soul."
"Based on observation, although that woman has an imposing aura, she herself has no fighting ability."
"All her authority stemmed from the mysterious man beside her."
"As long as we kill her, the 'political core,' the so-called 'Kunlun Kingdom' will collapse instantly!"
"At that time, no matter how strong that man is, he will be all alone."
"We will easily take back this city!"
These words were a deadly poison injected into their veins.
Looking at those "dimensional daggers" that shimmered with eerie light, the fear in their eyes was consumed by an even more insane greed.
It's a big gamble.
Win, and return to the top.
To lose means certain death.
But they had no way out.
……
Three days later.
The central square of New Batavia was packed with people.
A grand celebration marking the city's "rebirth" is being held here.
This is the highest tribute that the newly elected "City Council" offers to the Eastern goddess who gave them new life.
In the center of the square, a nine-story altar built of white marble rises from the ground for worshiping heaven.
At the top of the high platform, Murong Yan, dressed in her finest attire, received the thunderous adoration of hundreds of thousands of people below.
She was still wearing the "Phoenix Descending to Earth Dress," which had become a city legend.
The base is made of the deep black brocade, which does not reflect sunlight. Instead, it absorbs all light and transforms into a deep and boundless starry sky.
A five-zhang-long black-gold trail cascaded down from the top of the platform, stretching across the center of the plaza—the sacred road connecting the divine realm and the mortal world.
On the hem of her skirt, a giant phoenix, embroidered with real gold thread, soars into the sky. Its eyes are majestic and its divine light flows, looking down at the sea of people below who are devout and worshipful.
In its eyes, these mortals are all its Lord's most faithful believers.
Lin Zhen, wearing a pure gold mask, stood quietly behind her like the most loyal knight.
The mask concealed his expression, but in his deep eyes, there was an undisguised doting and tenderness for the beauty in his arms.
Yue Fei and Elizabeth stood guard on either side of him, their eyes wary.
They knew that beneath this harmonious and joyful celebration lurked hidden dangers.
Just now.
A sudden change occurred!
call out!call out!call out!
Dozens of invisible blades, tearing through space and accompanied by soul-piercing screams, burst forth from the crowd without warning!
The target is neither Lin Zhen nor Yue Fei.
Rather, she was the most vulnerable and central figure in their eyes—the Eastern Queen!
"Protect Your Majesty!"
Yue Fei was the first to react, unleashing his inner energy to transform his physical body into an iron wall!
However, it was too slow.
The speed of those invisible blades surpassed sound and thought.
Just as those dozens of sharp blades were about to touch Murong Yan.
The man who had been standing quietly behind her smiled.
The laughter was soft and faint.
It was like a divine decree from the heavens, containing an unquestionable and absolute authority.
"A bunch of ignorant ants."
"How dare you touch my woman in front of me?"
The moment the words fell!
Om-!
A phoenix cry did not come from her throat, but instead exploded from the depths of Murong Yan's soul!
Her jet-black phoenix-themed dress fluttered even without wind!
The giant phoenix on the skirt, with its eyes wide open, bursts out with a sacred golden light that burns everything!
The golden light instantly condensed in front of Murong Yan into a gigantic, living golden phoenix made of pure energy!
The golden phoenix let out a furious cry that shook the heavens and the earth, and spread its enormous wings that could blot out the sun and the moon!
It protected Murong Yan, along with the child in her womb, inside it completely!
boom--!
Those dozens of twisted and eerie invisible blades slammed into the golden phoenix's wings!
There was no bloodshed or carnage as expected.
Those top-tier assassination weapons from the "Nihilistic Party," capable of directly killing souls, were purified and erased by the holy flames the moment they came into contact with the golden wings, without even causing a ripple!
"Wha...what?!"
Among the crowd, several disguised assassins witnessed this miraculous and terrifying scene.
The venomous and insane light in their eyes was instantly swallowed up by the boundless darkness called "fear"!
Can't figure it out.
They really couldn't understand it.
why?
Why does this seemingly politically insignificant Eastern woman possess godlike power?!
It’s over.
It's completely over.
They have provoked a true god whom they are not even qualified to look up to!
Just as they were about to bite down on the poison in their mouths and commit suicide.
The enormous golden phoenix floating in the air moved.
It slowly turned its noble and majestic head.
Those phoenix eyes, composed purely of golden divine fire, contained not a trace of emotion, only absolute judgment for those who blasphemed the gods, and were fixed on the few assassins on the ground whose souls had long since vanished.
Then, it opened its enormous golden beak, large enough to devour the sun and moon.
A high-pitched phoenix cry, filled with anger and judgment, is about to resound through the heavens!