NOVEL WEB Chapter 606
Chapter 599 : Coronation
“I, I, I haven’t lost yet!”
Valentinian III, who had lost everything, broke out in despair. All this was the fault of his sister! If it wasn’t for her to marry Painhurs, if it wasn’t because she took the lead and came to the underground court, if it wasn’t for her! I can also come back!
Augustus, who jumped over the wall in a hurry, pulled out the saber around her waist. Her talent was much higher than that of her sister. For more than ten years, she was only a small fourth-level warlock, and she was younger than her, but she had already touched it. The realm of the three rings!
The Augustus watched the battle between the two brothers with great interest. They would not help either side in the civil war of the empire. Only the strong are worthy of leading the empire to move forward.
“Do you think I am still as weak as before?”
A pair of splendid dragon wings of amethyst color bloomed on Honoria’s shoulders, blocking Valentinian’s long sword from attacking. At the same time, the dark and sticky churning shadows were also accompanied by boundless fear. The shadow of the princess gurgled out, forming a phantom of death holding a giant sickle in mid-air.
“Seventh Ring Arcane! One Finger of Death! How is this possible! You just lifted into the second ring domain half a year ago, how is this possible—”
Valentinian’s horrified roar stopped abruptly, and Honoria quietly stretched out a finger, and the terrible death **** constructed by the thick shadow violently swung down the giant sickle in her hand. In front of Gusdu, there was only darkness left.
“Spell peace, with this magic, Painhurs can share magic with other people.”
Honoria’s charming face showed a fascinating spring. She lowered her body slowly, and removed the imperial crown that had been handed down for centuries from her younger brother’s gradually cold body.
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The war is over. With the death of Valentinian III and the surrender of the Forbidden Army, now the entire empire is left with only the Central Field Army. They fought stubbornly at the many passes of the Alps. However, their reasons for fighting were also lost. Gradually deprived.
Why do you fight? For the empire? Now defeated the two great warlords of Gaul and Spain, and Painjes, who has taken control of Italy, is the empire! Honoria even retrieved the crown of Augustus for him.
So, for the old lord Constantius? Valentinian III is his child, and Honoria is also her child. His wife, Placidia, was also pro-tribal, so it was completely a family civil war.
For money and status? The governor of the five provinces…No, the current Augustus has already spoken, as long as he surrenders, he will forget the blame and give them more money, land, and glory.
With a sigh of helplessness, the last resistance of the empire also disappeared. Painhurs began to enshrine. After consolidating Pannonia’s basic market, the troops occupied Italy and followed the Apinna Peninsula all the way. Rushing south, crossing the strait to North Africa, firmly controlling the empire’s largest production base in his own hands.
And those soldiers, after obtaining the huge wealth they dreamed of, were also entrusted to Gaul, a large tract of Spain, and they all laughed contentedly.
When Painhes divided the elders, he even deliberately made a joke. There were five clans in Green Skin, Goff, Evil Moon, Evil Sun, Snake Bite, and Death Skull, and he divided the five clans into southern Spain. , North of Gaul, so that they are far from each other. And those goblin kings, Goths, Tefrin, ogres, were also broken up to pieces.
As for the old nobles of the empire, Painhurs also adopted a posture of separation and win-win, coercion and temptation, and slowly brought them under his control. Some indifferent local warlords tried to rebel and were ruthlessly put out by him.
This huge enclavement lasted for a full year, and it was not until the spring of the second year that the reshuffle of power ended in a sigh of satisfaction from all of you.
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Julian calendar 423 years, Mayan month, 29th (May 29, 422 AD)
After having been busy for a year, Peinjes finally got relief and stability in the complicated affairs. On this day, all the people of Milan were caught in a sea of carnival. Tens of thousands of people were surrounded by pale horses and burst out like a tsunami. Voice of celebration! Thousands of wizards shot red fireballs into the sky, causing them to burst into red fireworks in the blue sky.
With the celebration of the elders and residents, Painhurs slowly walked across the bright red carpet, step by step up the marble-piled shrine of pantheon, surrounded by the empire’s most exquisite craftsmen, carved statues of the gods, But now, the white horse is standing in the center of the gods, under the excited gaze of all the residents, wearing the imperial crown that symbolizes the pinnacle of power.
The imperial crown of the Western Empire is superimposed on the chaotic witchcraft crown, and its burst of light, like a golden sun, has raised the emotions of everyone around it to the extreme!
“Cheers! The fourth emperor of the Western Roman Empire, Attila! I am crowned emperor today! May your family be passed on from generation to generation! May your empire never end!!!”
The old ministers of Rome knelt down to witness the birth of this historic moment. The monsters used their own words to express their excitement, and the carnival sounds almost broke through the clouds in the sky.
“I told you already! He is the **** of the gods! King of kings!!! Behold! A feat that the Persians failed to achieve, he succeeded! Long live!!!”
“May you be victorious in all battles!!!”
“WAAAAGH!!!”
“May your scimitar always be sharp! May your enemies always be weak!!!”
“Ning’s rule will continue for generations to come!”
“AlanNure Painhus!!!”
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