Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 228: Battle in the Golden Palace

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Battle in the Golden Palace

"As I thought."

With his eyes narrowed, Wyatt Barnes came to a sudden realization.

Ever since Shiloh Truman appeared, Wyatt had sensed that something wasn’t right with the atmosphere.

First, Shiloh Truman seemed to be very displeased with the Emperor.

Next, ’Cycle Truman’, the Fifth Prince who was originally kneeling and begging for mercy, noticeably relaxed when Shiloh Truman appeared, as if he had seen a stitch in time.

However, even so, Wyatt never thought that the Fifth Prince and Shiloh Truman would have a ’father-son relationship’!

Doesn’t that mean that this ’Fifth Prince’ is the product of an illicit affair between Shiloh Truman and the Emperor’s favorite concubine?

This...

The situation seems to be getting rather complicated.

"You... you guys..."

The Emperor, angered to the point of getting a shrunken pupil, pointed at Shiloh Truman and Cycle Truman, gasping for breath.

"Emperor brother, Cycle does not understand the principles of medicine. The poison he gave you was based on the recipe I gave him..."

Shiloh Truman looked at the Emperor, his gaze calm as if he were sharing an insignificant matter, "Over these years, I have been protecting the Imperial Family with no other expectations, only hoping that my only son can ascend the throne... What a pity, Emperor brother, you are too attached to power, and even past the age of sixty, you refuse to abdicate."

My only son!

The words of Shiloh Truman turned the Emperor’s face blue, "This bastard, was he conceived by you and that harlot?"

Thinking about having been cheated on for so many years, the Emperor felt a tightness in his chest.

"Old bastard, do not insult my mother!"

Cycle Truman gave the Emperor a cold glance. Since matters had developed to this point, he no longer saw the need for pretense.

"Ha-ha...Ha ha ha ha..."

The Emperor burst into laughter, laughing manically. After a while, his laughter subsided. He looked at Shiloh Truman and said coldly, "Fourth Emperor brother, you know, you’ve ripped off all pretense today just for this bastard. Surely this isn’t only to save his life?"

Shiloh Truman took a deep look at the Emperor, "Emperor brother, I’m here today because I hope you’ll abdicate in favor of a worthy successor."

Abdicate in favor of a worthy successor?

Shiloh Truman’s words caused another uproar.

Even Wyatt had not anticipated that Shiloh Truman would be so audacious.

"What if I refuse?"

The Emperor said in a deep voice, his eyes full of chilling light.

"Emperor brother, you are a wise man."

Shiloh Truman responded faintly, but his calm tone was laced with serious implications.

"What, Fourth Emperor brother, are you planning a palace coup?"

The Emperor suddenly smiled, his face colder than ever, as if a layer of frost had covered it.

"So what if I am?"

Shiloh Truman’s face was as calm as a cloud while a breeze blew, not regarding the Emperor even a bit.

"Impudence!"

The Emperor’s face turned dark and he shouted angrily.

At this moment, without paying any attention to the Emperor, Shiloh Truman seemed to perceive something and looked towards the Golden Throne Hall entrance.

At the same time as he reacted, Fill Bear, who was beside Wyatt, also looked towards the outside.

Immediately after, the Old Lord Crawford and Lord Crawford of Crawford Mansion also redirected their gazes towards the outside.

A debonair figure strolled in.

A hat on his head, and a feather fan in hand.

The person is a refined middle-aged man, who strolled in slowly and stood behind the Emperor.

The Emperor relaxed upon seeing the refined middle-aged man arriving.

"President Hawkins, a wise man knows how to adapt to the times. Do you think that you alone are sufficient to confront me?"

Shiloh Truman’s gaze fell on the refined middle-aged man, his voice tinged with coldness.

"President Hawkins?"

A look of surprise crossed Wyatt Barnes’ face.

The middle-aged man who now appeared was none other than his Star System course teacher at the Holy Martial Academy, Enzo Hawkins!

Now, Shiloh Truman referred to Enzo Hawkins as ’President’...

Could it be that his Teacher Hawkins is the rarely seen ’President’ of the Holy Martial Arts Academy?

If that’s the case, this President has concealed himself way too deeply.

"Emperor Truman, consider your actions."

Enzo Hawkins looked at Shiloh Truman and said flatly, "The Emperor is the legitimate successor of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom’s Royal Family. If you insist on pushing for a forced palace coup, let alone me, even Old Lord Crawford might not just stand by and watch."

"Old Lord Crawford?"

Shiloh Truman’s gaze fell on an old man sitting nearby, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Even if Old Lord Crawford wasn’t suffering from the Black Nether Mink’s poison and was unable to use his Origin Force... even if Old Lord Crawford weren’t poisoned, so what? Are you saying that if both of you teamed up, you’d be able to stand against me?"

At this, a smug smile appeared on Shiloh Truman’s face.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha... Emperor Truman, you indeed live up to your reputation as an unparalleled martial arts prodigy from the royal family."

The old man sitting by the side couldn’t help laughing.

"Old Lord Crawford, I hope that Crawford Mansion will keep out of this. Otherwise, don’t blame me, Emperor Truman, for not being merciful."

Shiloh Truman looked at Old Lord Crawford, his tone implying a threat.

"Humph!"

Before Old Lord Crawford could speak, Atharv Nigel of Crawford Mansion already stepped forward, "Emperor Truman, Crawford Mansion only respects the legitimate Royal Family. If you really want to force a coup, it would be a heinous crime! I, Atharv Nigel, will be the first to step forward to relieve the Emperor and punish the rebel!"

"Good! Godly Might Marquis, your loyalty to me throughout these years has been well-placed."

The Emperor’s face revealed a gratified smile when he saw Godly Might Marquis’s stance.

"Although I, Wyatt Barnes, am not talented, I am immensely grateful for the Emperor’s graciousness and I am willing to serve the Emperor."

Wyatt Barnes also expressed his stance.

"So, you’re Wyatt Barnes?"

Shiloh Truman’s gaze fell on Wyatt Barnes, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "You, don’t have the privilege to choose!"

"Whether I have the privilege to choose or not, it’s not up to you, Emperor Truman, to worry about."

Wyatt Barnes said, unemotionally.

"Wyatt Barnes, you are audacious!"

Cycle Truman’s face darkened, and he rebuked sternly.

"Hmm?"

Wyatt Barnes looked toward Cycle Truman, laughing, "Fifth Prince... oh no, you are no longer the Fifth Prince."

"You!"

Cycle Truman’s face changed, murderous intent in his eyes, "Wyatt Barnes, you are doomed today. I will capture you and bring you before my cousin. She will personally tear you into pieces!"

"Really, Fifth Prince, you are that confident you’ve won?"

Wyatt Barnes narrowed his eyes, chuckling lightly.

"Very soon, you will know... after today, I, Cycle Truman, will become the new ’Emperor’ of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom!"

Cycle Truman’s eyes were wild, as if he could already see himself ruling the world.

"Delusional!"

The Emperor sneered.

"Brother Emperor, whether it’s delusional or not... you will find out soon."

Shiloh Truman’s gaze swept over everyone in the room, finally landing on Prime Minister ’Quentin Drake’, "Chancellor Drake, you are a man of talent and strategy. I present you two options... one, you can die with this old fogy. Or two, serve my son and assist him in ruling the Crimson Heaven Kingdom."

Seeing Shiloh Truman look his way, Quentin Drake knew he had to make his choice.

Now, he could see the Emperor was looking at him, too.

For a moment, he hesitated.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

At this moment, shadows flew in from the outside of the Golden Throne Hall, landing behind Shiloh Truman.

There were eight in total, all old men dressed in black with cold gazes.

These were Shiloh Truman’s ’Ghost Guards’!

"Your Majesty, those stubborn ’half-step Void Realm’ Sacrificial Officers have been dealt with."

One of the Ghost Guards reported to Shiloh Truman.

"Chancellor Drake, what is your choice?"

Shiloh Truman looked at Quentin Drake again, his voice impatient.

"Your Majesty, I apologize."

Seeing the arrival of the Ghost Guards, Quentin Drake hesitated no more. He spoke to the Emperor, and in the next instant, he dashed towards Shiloh Truman.

But, faster than him, was someone else.

Boom!

Behind the Emperor, Enzo Hawkins raised his hand, and an Origin Force palm imprint, carrying a terrifying aura, instantly hit Quentin Drake and killed him.

"Enzo Hawkins!"

Shiloh Truman’s face darkened, his white robe billowed without wind, his long hair danced wildly, he was furious to the extreme.

Whoosh!

Enzo Hawkins moved, rushing straight at Shiloh Truman with a formidable momentum.

Above Enzo Hawkins’ head, the illusion of three thousand ancient elephants congealed, generating an imposing atmosphere...

"Peep Naught Realm Second Layer!"

Wyatt Barnes was surprised, not expecting Master Hawkins to be this powerful.

"Hmph!"

Facing the onrush of Enzo Hawkins, Shiloh Truman was disdainful. His body shook slightly, and above his head, the illusion of four thousand ancient elephants congealed...

Peep Naught Realm Third Layer!

Seeing this, Wyatt Barnes’s pupils contracted.

As expected of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom’s recognised strongest ’Peep Naught Realm’, this Shiloh Truman was indeed a third layer Peep Naught Realm expert.

"Master Hawkins, old fogy is here to back you up."

The old man, who had been sitting there all along, also moved now, revealing his second layer Peep Naught Realm cultivation.

"Father, watch out!"

Atharv Nigel moved, joining the battle. Above his head, the illusion of two thousand ancient elephants congealed.

Clearly, Atharv Nigel had also broken through to the ’First level of Peep Naught Realm’!

For a moment, the Golden Throne Hall shook tremendously. The four Peep Naught Realm experts clashed, their movements so fast that it was dizzying. No one could clearly see their movements.

At least, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t make anything out.

However, the only thing he did perceive was that even in a three-against-one fight, Shiloh Truman still had the upper hand.

"Lord Crawford, it seems your Black Nether Mink’s poison has been cured... Atharv Nigel, I really didn’t expect that you have stepped into the ’Peep Naught Realm’ too!"

Shiloh Truman’s voice held a hint of surprise.

Soon, Enzo Hawkins swept out with his feather fan, showcasing the power of a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.

The father and son of Godly Might Marquis also each took out a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.

"Hmph! So what if you have spiritual weapons? Of the three Peep Naught Realm experts, only two of you have comprehended the ’move’... Let me show you the ’Micro Move’!"

A three-foot azure blade appeared in Shiloh Truman’s hand.

Whoosh!

Wherever the azure blade passed, the attacks from Enzo Hawkins and the other two were directly shattered, easily defeated.

With one sword stroke, the world was shocked.

"Micro Sword Move!"

The elderly Lord Crawford cried out in alarm and instantly bellowed, "Retreat!"

Immediately, the three of them hastily retreated, clearing the path for Shiloh Truman’s sword stroke, not daring to fight it head-on.

"Ghost Guards, seize Wyatt Barnes alive. As for the rest...kill them all!"

At this point, Cycle Truman gave an order as well.

Immediately, the eight Ghost Guards charged towards Wyatt Barnes and his group of Brocade Clothes Guards.