The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 865 - 451: Four Honored Emperor Gods_3

Chapter 865: Chapter 451: Four Honored Emperor Gods_3

If he had sought the help of the Honored Emperor Gods, he would have achieved great merit and likely would have succeeded the throne thereafter.

Franski regarded Ivita as instrumental in his ascent to the throne. "Honorable predecessors, please aid the Empire and mete out divine punishment to those who challenge it!"

"Wait a minute!" A voice came from the distance, and a volcano descended from afar, crashing onto the Void Ark, causing it to shake violently and turning Franski’s face pale with fear that the Ark might be damaged and he might perish within the Tomb of the Gods.

All four Honored Emperor Gods focused their gaze on the volcano.

Ivita conversed with them from within the volcano, "I am the wizard that the imbecile just mentioned, but he left out one thing—this is a civil war within the Empire."

"Oyo III ascended the throne by usurpation; my cousin and I are the legitimate heirs to the throne."

The four Honored Emperor Gods paused, their gazes sweeping across Franski on the Void Ark, full of disapproval.

After all, deceit is the greatest affront to the Spirits.

Meanwhile, Franski on the Void Ark stared wide-eyed, in disbelief that he had encountered Ivita, the enemy of both the Empire and Alsace, in this place.

This was the Tomb of the Gods, after all.

Without the resources of the Empire, how could he have entered the Tomb of the Gods? Even for the royal family of the Holy Empire, it was incredibly difficult.

Crucially, it was face-to-face meetings that allowed for discussions; now that Ivita had arrived, he was in trouble.

The three King Power Gods looked grim, especially the eldest son, Lottel God, who was furious. When he was a mortal, he had almost been killed by his two younger brothers’ attempts to usurp the throne.

"What? Usurped the throne? A civil war, and you still dare to seek our help? What a joke. What does your civil war have to do with us?"

The second son, Pepin, also expressed his dissatisfaction towards Franski, "You impudent boy, full of lies. Daring to deceive King Power Gods, if you were not our bloodline descendant, I would torment you until life was worse than death!"

The royal family of the Empire had changed many branches over time, but they were, in fact, just branches of the original mainline, merely independent with different family names.

The third son, Louis God, changed his tone, saying to Ivita, "It’s remarkable that a descendant of our bloodline possesses magical power to the extent you do. Ha ha ha ha...finally, there’s someone among our descendants who understands magic. When I was mortal, I died from a witch’s poisoned cup; had there been a descendant like you back then, how could I have died like this? Hmph."

"Since it’s a civil war, we won’t interfere with your affairs. It’s hard enough for you mortals to enter and exit the Tomb of the Gods, go back now."

Franski said, "But my lords...he is a rebellious traitor, I..."

Lottel God was furious. "Do you really want to bring up your past grievances in front of me? I see usurpers, I kill them."

Frightened, Franski immediately shut up, fearing that he might be killed by Lottel God in the next moment.

However, Ivita, inside the Undead Volcano, ignoring his sleeve being tugged by HD8432, said, "I won’t go back. I came to ask you lords for a favor."

The three King Power Gods frowned, and Lottel God said, "Although I sympathize with the plight of your lineage, civil war doesn’t concern us."

Ivita said, "It may not concern the civil war. I intend to create the Soul of Darkness and need a bit of help from you lords. Can you? If not, there’s plenty of Mighty Divine Power here, and I can seek others instead, although it seems the Honorable Ancestors here might be able to solve my problem."

The three King Power Gods looked towards God Charlemagne.

Meanwhile, Franski was hopping mad. "So the assassin who burned down my grandfather’s tomb in the King’s Tomb at Alsace was really sent by you. Honorable ancestors, this man—this person sent the assassin, disturbed our ancestral grave, and now that assassin is nowhere to be found, but he is the mastermind!"