And the emperor Azer, who originally planned to resurrect himself, has been buried here forever.

The soldiers of Shurima who were guarding his body had long died and turned into nothingness.

If there are no better preservation measures.

Prince Dryus even felt that even the wreckage of Emperor Azer could not be found.

But it doesn't matter, he has now found Azel, following the guidance of the shadow.

The rest is to complete the tasks that were not completed ten thousand years ago!

Resurrection, Azel!

This last emperor of the Shurima Empire.

The method is very complicated, and it is related to the several ruins left by the Shurima Empire.

In each ruin, there will be discs for the resurrection ceremony.

A person who has strong enough strength must be given to complete the resurrection.

And every resurrection is just a part of the true resurrection.

After all the resurrection rituals are completed, the Emperor of Shurima can return!

Now, Prince Dryus saw the ancient disc in his hand and showed that most of the ceremony had been completed.

Almost at the same time, Emperor Shurima's body, hands, feet, head, and eyes were all lit, etc... Why is there still an eye that has not been lit?

The resurrection ceremony failed?

Is this impossible?

"Your Highness, the time for the ceremony has come, so we can't delay it anymore, otherwise we will have to wait for several years, and the master will be very unhappy."

Behind him, a strong governor Naga reminded the young prince.

Prince Drius turned his head and glared at the talking Governor Naga.

And the latter quickly shrank in fear.

Obviously, the governor was afraid of the elf prince.

Prince Dryus also knew that time could not be waited for.

Although there is one eye missing, the ceremony must be completed first.

Prince Dryus put the disc in his hand on Emperor Shurima.

Then he activated the magic circle that had been prepared for tens of thousands of years.

The rich magical energy began to gather here.

This is not the magic of the Creator God, but another more mysterious and powerful one.

Master the soul magic of life and death!

This is the Creator God, and no one has allowed others to learn magic.

But it doesn't matter, when Shurima's last emperor, Azil, stood up again, no one could stop him!

Even the Creator God can't do it.

Accompanied by the chanting of magic, flesh and blood began to reconstruct in front of Dryus.

The golden blood contained the power of indescribable magic.

Azir, tall, crossed his hands on his chest.

As the magic ceremony continues.

More and more gray and golden magic powers began to gather on Azer.

When Azil opened his eyes, there was only one eye, flashing with a gray symbolizing death.

But the other eye is empty.

Azer, and still had one eye, could not be resurrected.

But it doesn't matter, there are still opportunities for the ceremony.

Now is the time to welcome the emperor's return.

Dryus knelt on one knee:

"Welcome to your return, Your Majesty the Emperor."

Shurima! Your Emperor is back!

The Kingdom of Arachi, the capital.

As the king's hand, Count Glamorgan is worried about something recently.

That is His Highness Prince Dryus, who is increasingly reluctant to obey His Majesty the King's arrangement.

Although His Majesty the King's reprimand for Prince Drayus was very strict and he was not allowed to enter the capital again.

But it is undeniable that His Majesty the King still likes Prince Drayus very much.

Even His Highness, His Highness, has too many shortcomings.

Arrogant, cruel, stubborn...

But no matter what, he is the son that His Majesty the King likes.

But now, the situation is different.

Not long ago, Prince Dryus had obviously lost more than 2,000 people, causing His Majesty the King to be furious.

He actually took more than 2,000 prince guards away!

This completely ignores His Majesty the King's orders.

His Majesty the King's order is very simple. Prince Drayus will no longer be allowed to be deployed to any soldiers in the kingdom, even his own prince's guards!

Prince Dryus did this as if, in the face of his father, His Majesty the King, had slapped two loud slaps, not only that, but also loudly declared to all the nobles:

I, Dryus, rebellious.

It's not just a matter of rebellion!

Even Dryus, the next step is to bring a large group of people to the royal capital to rebel.

Earl Glamorgan would not have any doubts.

As the king's hand, Count Glamorgan directly advised His Majesty the King.

It is better to have short pain than long pain. So I simply sent an army to arrest Prince Drayus. The kingdom already had sufficient reasons to arrest him.

Not only will it not cause any nobles to be dissatisfied, but it will also make everyone applaud and warn those nobles who are second-minded.

But the elderly king still did not make up his mind.

This made Count Glamorgan deeply worried that Prince Dryus would continue to do irrational things.

Just at Earl Glamorgan, walking in the corridor leading to the cabinet, a man walked over quickly.

That was the king's attendant.

"Sir." The attendant walked to the Earl of Glamorgan, then saluted respectfully, and said:

"His Majesty the King asks you to go to the King's Hall now."

"What's the matter? Shouldn't we go to a cabinet meeting?"

Count Glamorgan said strangely.

As the king's hand, he naturally needs to preside over the cabinet meeting.

But the attendant quickly said:

"I don't know either. This is the order of His Majesty the King, and it seems to be related to His Highness Prince Dryus."

Did Your Majesty finally figure it out?

Earl Glamorgan turned quickly and walked towards the King's Hall.

If His Majesty had figured it out, the plan to capture Prince Drayus must be implemented quickly.

You can no longer let Prince Drayus go crazy. The princes were already fighting very hard.

Count Glamorgan thought so.

However, when he walked to the King's Hall, he saw not the King's Guards he was familiar with.

But a group of people I've never seen before.

Also, Prince Dryus standing in front of the throne of the king.

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

He quickly turned around and wanted to escape.

But as soon as he turned around, he bumped into the king's servant.

Earl Glamorgan felt something hard on his lower body, pressing against his crotch.

It's a dagger.

The servant tilted his head and said:
To be continued...