Miles XIV's words were like a stone thrown into water, startling all the dignitaries present.
If things go as expected, once they realize what's happening, the banquet will completely turn into a battle for the throne.
However, no sooner had Miles XIV finished speaking than, before they could recover from their shock, a deafening explosion rang out on both sides of the hall.
"Boom!!!"
Huge rocks flew everywhere, and the sturdy palace walls were actually smashed down from the outside by something.
"Ah!!"
A piercing scream rang out from several dignitaries near the wall, as the collapsing wall and shattered stones smashed one of them into a bloody pulp.
However, this was only the beginning. As the wall was suddenly smashed down, one after another, dark and cold steel bodies burst through the hole and rushed swiftly and nimbly into the hall.
The thick cannon barrels emitted bursts of gunpowder light, and the greatswords, as thick as a man's thigh, were swung, capable of cleaving Vampire noble in two at the waist with a single strike.
One after another, steel War Machine spewed out scalding steam, like Holy Knight of the old Papal State, slaughtering the Vampire in the hall with overwhelming force.
The dignitaries surrounding the entire hall took out portraits of God Holy Lord Church from behind them and shone them into the hall, cutting off the Vampire ' last hope of escape.
"Damn it, Miles XIV, you madman! You are destroying the very foundation of the Northern Continent! You are destroying the very foundation of my imperial family!"
You've already been seduced by that Eternal Life Society!
Yalian LV, Third-Generation Vampire, stared in disbelief. The distance between him and Miles XIV, who was so close, seemed like an insurmountable chasm under the holy light of God.
With his powerful physique Third-Generation Vampire, he was like Vampire from the old days encountering Holy Knight in front of that steel machine with the Holy Lord Church 'God pattern carved on its steel body. He could cut irreparable damage with a single blow.
"Puff!" Accompanied by the hum of a steam engine, murky white steam gushed out from the reactor behind a steel machine.
As the reactor walls began to glow a deep red, the War Machine's steel body moved noticeably faster than before.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Accompanied by the twisting of machine parts and the heavy sound of steel footsteps, Yalian LV, who was rushing to escape and trying to use his powerful Third-Generation Vampire body to fight against the War Machine, had just run in front of the War Machine when his body was lifted up like a chick in front of the more than three-meter-tall steel machine.
"Pfft!" Hot steam shot out.
Two cold, hard steel arms gripped Yalian LV's thigh with one hand and his chest with the other.
With a burst of steam, and a 'whoosh' sound, Yalian LV was forcibly torn in two by the steel machine.
"Thump!"
The upper half of Yalian LV's body was carelessly tossed on the ground.
With a hiss of steam, a massive steel sword cleaved down, splitting his upper body in two at the head, severing all hope of survival.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
The piercing screams echoed throughout the hall.
Crimson blood splattered onto the surrounding walls and tables with each swing of the greatsword, turning the entire hall into a slaughterhouse. The once high and mighty nobles were now being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, their lives cut off.
With the spraying of steam and the hum of the reactor, this steel machine, developed to target that Pale God, finally revealed its dazzling brilliance once again.
Looking at the bloody scene before him and the mechanical movements of the steel machines as their bearings turned, Miles XIV seemed to have lost his last bit of strength, his eyes filled with a murky darkness.
A man dressed in the attire of the Eternal Life Society, resembling a priest, had quietly appeared beside him.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about this; it is merely a necessary sacrifice."
The Eternal Life Society has already seized control of all the businesses, ensuring that the deaths of these nobles will have no impact whatsoever.
"A necessary sacrifice, yet a necessary sacrifice. You, the Eternal Life Society, believe in Jonah and are urging the start of the war."
Could such a horrific massacre have been entirely for the purpose of bringing Jonah to earth?
"Would Jonah really be more noble than that Pale God?" Miles XIV's voice was utterly cold, yet his words carried profound meaning.
For so many years, how could Miles XIV, an emperor, possibly stand against other nobles and emperors of various countries? Even after they controlled the resources of the entire Southern Continent, how could he still maintain a clear advantage over them?
Duoxia was certainly out of the question; the only ones he could count on were the Eternal Life Society, who shared his goals.
This is why he was able to control the War Machine, and as he himself said, he was just a pawn.
Although the Eternal Life Society never said they wanted to resurrect Jonah, Miles XIV was, after all, an emperor. Even if he was foolish, he could guess it, but he simply didn't say it outright because he needed to utilize the power of the Eternal Life Society.
Now that all the royal family members are dead and the entire Northern Continent has fallen into the hands of the Eternal Life Society, it is no longer meaningful for him to hide it.
With a faint smile, Priest Mark placed his hand on the back of Miles XIV's wheelchair, turned him around, and led him out of the hall.
"Gods are always noble, Your Majesty. For from the moment of their birth, their height is fundamentally different from ours."
Only a false god who steals divine authority appears particularly despicable because he is not a god in essence.