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Tark turned around and chased after him again. In front of the two of them was another palace, a place for the emperor to enjoy life and listen to music for himself.
If this continued, the palace might not be spared.
The Minister of The State of Fang became anxious and said to Hua Ruge: "Hurry and tell your subordinates to stop, otherwise the electricity supply will be destroyed by him."
"Prince Fu is making things difficult for this official. Earlier, this official told you to stop, and you also said that you couldn't control the barbarians and could only stop, did you forget now?" Hua Ruge said with a troubled expression.
Minister of The State of Fang was so angry that his face was flushed red, he pointed at her angrily and said: "Hua Ruge, you did it on purpose!"
"Prince Fu is wrong again. Previously, it was you who insisted on competing, why are you here to blame this official now?" Hua Ruge's calm tone made the Minister of The State of Fang even more anxious.
Everyone who had eyes knew that although Minister of The State of Fang was the one who insisted on participating in the competition later on, it was clearly Hua Ruge who proposed first.
Who said anything good about it? This was not Hua Ruge's plan.
However, Minister of The State of Fang had no place to speak of it now. After all, he insisted on it and promised to compensate if there were any losses.
Which one of the imperial palaces wasn't built using manpower and financial resources? Even if he could afford it, he would at least suffer great losses.
The most furious person right now was the emperor. He had thought that there was something fishy about this matter, but he finally understood that Hua Ruge had done this on purpose from the beginning.
She was the one who led the Minister of The State of Fang into the trap step by step. Not only did she want the Minister of The State of Fang to lift a rock to smash her foot, she also wanted to destroy her own palace.
This was a plan that could kill two birds with one stone!
He didn't expect this!
Damn it, how could she have so many experts by her side!
The emperor's expression turned uglier and uglier. Finally, he slammed the table and said, "Men! Capture that mad barbarian and kill him on the spot!"
"The Emperor is wise." Minister of The State of Fang quickly went up to flatter her.
The Imperial Guard then followed their orders, as hundreds of people surrounded Tark, their spears aimed straight at Tark's chest.
The Battle Master thought that he was saved, but Tark simply ignored all the Imperial Guards and continued to chase after the Battle Master with his axe!
Therefore, the scene was extremely awkward, because Tark and the Battle Master were both very strong. Not only would the Imperial Guards not be able to help, they would even block the Battle Master and escape, providing convenience for Tark to catch up.
As he fell to the ground, the other palace was once again baptized by Tark's golden spirit energy.
All of the officials gasped, feeling that the barbarians' fighting strength was too terrifying. Previously, they had not been suppressed by the Battle Master, but now, their strength had increased by leaps and bounds after their Berserk Transformation.
Just as the emperor was about to order the Hall of Sages, Hua Ruge said: "Your majesty, this is a competition that you have agreed to.
While she was speaking, she interrupted the Emperor's orders. On the other side, Tark had already smashed the sign of the palace, and a terrifying force poured towards the entire palace.
As for Battle Master, his entire body was covered with wounds, he could only rely on his instincts to escape.
The emperor was anxious, but he had no choice but to suspend the order. He said to Hua Ruge: "We, the Emperor's Majesty, allow this to be a true duel, but your subordinates have already gone mad and must control it in time."
His attitude was extremely unyielding, and Hua Ruge could not refute him.
"Your Majesty is right." Hua Ruge flattered before saying:
"As long as the barbarians are exhausted, or have reached their target, it would automatically become normal for them to do so. Therefore, if they want Tark to return to normal, it's very easy, it's to make the subordinates of the Minister of The State of Fang stop resisting."
When the Minister of The State of Fang heard this, he became even more furious, he pointed at Hua Ruge and said, "Hua Ruge, what are you planning?"
"To keep the loyalty of the palace from getting destroyed is the fastest and fastest way to prevent trouble. Could it be that the Prince Fu does not want the conflict to end as soon as possible?" Hua Ruge slowly said.
Minister of The State of Fang was so angry that his chest was moving up and down. Of course he didn't want to, after all he had to compensate for his losses.
While he was thinking.
"Rumble!"
A series of collapses sent clouds of dust flying into the air, drawing people's eyes back to the palace in the distance.
He could only see that under Tark's brutality, the palace over there had completely turned into ruins. At this moment, the flames of war between the two were still spreading towards the garden.
Minister of The State of Fang was shocked. Two palaces were destroyed, two ah!
How could he afford it!
Furthermore, Tark's strength seemed to be inexhaustible, the strength of the axe did not weaken at all.
With one axe, the emperor had used a large amount of money to transport the strange stones from the bottom of the lake in the south to make this beautiful fake mountain.
With a chop of the axe, the arch bridge built by Han Baiyu fell to the bottom of the lake with a plop, causing high waves to splash out.
With a swing of the axe, the innumerable precious vases and porcelain that the Emperor placed within the Na liang pavilion shattered to pieces.
The Emperor and Minister of The State of Fang were silent for a moment. They had maintained a high level of tacit understanding, which was heartache.
It was as if they themselves could hear the sound of blood dripping from their hearts.
Those things represented the royal family's heritage and the accumulation of countless emperors. Yet, they were all destroyed just like that.
Hua Ruge rubbed his nose, thinking that Tark really knew how to pick things, and only picked up the valuable and rare items, with this, the Fang family would not even be able to afford to lose everything.
It was about time.
The emperor was so angry that his heartbeat quickened. He stared at the other party in a daze, unable to say a word.
Minister of The State of Fang's face was green and purple, he was even more desperate than the emperor. His money, future, and prestige had all been ruined by this mess.
Battle Master finally slowed down from the repeated injuries and was smashed into meat paste by Tark's axe.
When Minister of The State of Fang saw his Guest Warrior that he had spent so much effort to rope in die so miserably, his first reaction was to let out a long breath.
He was finally dead and no longer needed to be smashed anymore.
At this rate, he would be tortured to death.
Tark stood on the spot, panting heavily. His body gradually recovered but because of the excessive consumption of energy, he fainted.
The Imperial Guards finally had the chance and surrounded Tark.
"Hua Ruge, what crime should you take?" Minister of The State of Fang slapped the table, pointed at Hua Ruge and said loudly.
Hua Ruge asked with an ignorant face: "Forgive this official for being slow, I don't know what Prince Fu will say next."
Before Minister of The State of Fang could say anything, the emperor said coldly, "You didn't know it, but you've already asked us to tell you this. For you to allow your subordinates to smash apart this palace is a great disrespect, you must be punished with nine familial exterminations!"
No matter what price he had to pay, he had to kill Hua Ruge!
When the various officials heard the Emperor's words, their faces revealed surprise, because the Emperor had never spoken nonsense before. The Emperor had always paid attention to propriety when speaking, but now that he had spoken to such an extent, it was clear that he wanted to kill Hua Ruge.