Shadows of the Deep Space-Chapter 828 - 388 The Finale (Five-in-One)_5

Jyenis Clan Leader from Saint Joex and others sat on the chairs to the right, near the door.

All the contestants have basically returned.

Vice City Lord Okens then led the crowd to sit on the chairs at the front right.

Su Ming turned his head to glance at the people of the Dark Star Empire and the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country, only to find that although their expressions weren’t good, they seemed very restrained, as if nothing had ever happened.

At this moment, the Seventh Prince Omid personally escorted Prince Murtle the Third to the center of the hall.

Everyone present focused their gaze on them.

The Shatake Sovereign’s aged face twitched, his eyes flickering continuously, as he hoarsely spoke.

"What’s going on?"

Omid then spoke in a deep voice.

"Father, I want to accuse Murtle of his crimes."

"What crimes?"

"Killing his own brothers, cruelly murdering innocent people..."

Omid accused Prince Murtle the Third of thirty-two heinous crimes in one breath.

Su Yuan and others were dumbfounded, amazed at how Omid could remember so many charges.

"Do you have evidence?"

The Shatake Sovereign asked hoarsely.

"I do!"

Omid declared with determined expression.

At this moment, Lum and others picked up a data disk and respectfully handed it over.

Prime Minister Banat received the data disk and handed it to the Shatake Sovereign.

The Shatake Sovereign took the data disk, looked coldly at Murtle, and questioned.

"Murtle, do you plead guilty?"

Prince Murtle the Third heard the Shatake Sovereign’s words, then sneered in response.

"You’re so biased, you’ve even sent people to arrest me, what else do I need to say? To impose a charge is to have no excuse!"

"Rebellious child, don’t you know what you have done? Competing for the throne and killing your brothers is one thing, but you even killed the innocuous eighth brother, how could I tolerate you?"

The Shatake Sovereign’s entire old face twitched.

"Hehe, then isn’t it because of your favoritism, you’ve forced me to this!"

Prince Murtle the Third retorted unceremoniously.

"You... you are truly incorrigible, even now you show no remorse."

The Shatake Sovereign became very agitated, then took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, coughing up black blood onto it.

Okens and the others were also taken aback by this, realizing that the Shatake Sovereign’s condition was failing.

"Father, are you alright?"

Omid immediately stepped forward, his demeanor extremely nervous.

"I’m fine!"

The Shatake Sovereign raised his hand, signaling Omid not to come up, trying hard to calm his emotions as he spoke.

Seeing this, Omid stepped back.

At this moment, Prince Murtle the Third sneered and spoke.

"I did nothing wrong, I only did what I was supposed to do. From ancient times, the victors become kings and the defeated become outcasts; history is written by the victors, say what you will. But, don’t think you’ve truly won."

Hearing this, Omid and others were stunned, a bad premonition welled up within them.

Su Ming, witnessing this scene, frowned tightly, clearly sensing something was off. It seemed that Murtle had some trump card up his sleeve, with a confident demeanor.

"What do you mean?"

The Shatake Sovereign looked at Prince Murtle the Third with a darkened expression.

Murtle sneered, then looked at Prime Minister Banat.

At this moment, Prime Minister Banat immediately clapped his hands.

Thump thump!

The sound of hurried footsteps came, followed by a group of guard soldiers wearing Third Generation Exoskeleton Armor rushing in.

They directly surrounded the entire hall.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

The Shatake Sovereign, suddenly furious, his old face turning crimson, pointed at Prime Minister Banat.

"You...."

Prime Minister Banat squinted his eyes, smiling as he spoke.

"Your Majesty, don’t you think you’ve grown old and should step down for the talented? I believe the Third Prince has outstanding talent, perfectly suited to inherit the throne."

"Good, good! You dare betray me."

The Shatake Sovereign panted as he spoke.

"Old man, didn’t expect it, Prime Minister Banat is also ours."

Prince Murtle the Third said very proudly. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"Good tactics, seems you harbored ill intentions long ago. But do you think this will work? My troops are all outside."

The Shatake Sovereign restrained his anger and said.

"Not necessarily!"

Prince Murtle the Third said confidently.

At this time, another sound of footsteps came, everyone looked towards the doorway.

Commander Alekde walked in hands behind his back, expressionless, followed by a troop of soldiers.

"Alekde! What do you want to do? Didn’t we have an agreement?"

Vice City Lord Okens turned pale upon seeing Commander Alekde enter.

Alekde coldly glanced at Vice City Lord Okens, choosing to completely ignore him.

Gabres and others were also dumbfounded, they didn’t expect the situation would evolve this way.

Omid and others wore expressions of shock and anger.

Knowing that if Commander Alekde was determined to intervene, they truly were finished. The troops he controlled were overwhelming, no one could suppress him.

At this moment, Archbishop Deshier smiled and spoke.

"The Third Prince truly has proficient tactics!"

"Archbishop Deshier is right, we have indeed witnessed something today."

Deputy Leader Atkern also said.

"Thank you for the praise, honored sirs, you should know who to support now, right?"

Prince Murtle the Third said very proudly.

"Rebellious son, you...."

The Shatake Sovereign angrily began to speak.

"Shut up, old man, I’ve long wanted to kill you!"

Prince Murtle the Third no longer held back, directly tearing off the pretense.

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