"The Regent's Crown."

Sorrowing Emilia to sleep, Salina hugged Emilia's clothes and gently closed the door of the bedroom. When she turned around, she saw Sebas walking from the end of the corridor. She quickly bowed to him.

"Have Emilia eaten anything before?" Sebas asked straight to the point.

Salina had a moment of some confused memories.

"I ate some fruits in the morning, but those fruits were tried first by the maids, so there should be no problem. Also, at two or three o'clock in the morning, Her Majesty the Queen took some sleeping pills to fall asleep, but the medicine was taken by His Majesty in the past, and I didn't find any problems in the past."

Sebas frowned and he stared at the clothes that Salina was holding.

"Is there any strange smell on the clothes?"

Salina picked up the clothes and sniffed them carefully, then shook her head: "No, it's the smell of Emilia. Is there something going on? Sebasqing."

"It's nothing. Maybe I've thought too much. Give me the sleeping pills that Your Majesty often takes. I'll go to the Academy of Sciences for testing. Remember, it's the one I took at two or three in the morning."

Salina nodded: "Yes."

As he said that, he entered Emilia's bedroom. Sebas watched her take a box of medicine from Emilia's bedside table.

"It's just ordinary midazolam. The characteristic of this drug is that it takes effect quickly and lasts for a short period of time, which should not affect the speech."

"Maybe I've thought too much, that group of people shouldn't do such stupid things at this time..." Sebas took the sleeping pill and murmured softly, then walked towards the other end of the corridor...

Salina glanced at Sebas and walked out in the opposite direction...

...

The TV screen began to broadcast basic safety knowledge and self-rescue measures on the TV more than ten minutes after the speech.

Around the world, countless people are at a loss at home, and countless people are venting their fear and anxiety on phone and online social platforms.

Many messy religious groups have come out to show that "God's punishment" has arrived.

There are also some calm people analyzing the past on the Internet. Some information about changes with low confidentiality levels are published on the Internet. People can search and browse relevant information by logging into the publicly announced national website.

The more advanced the things, the more terrifying they are. Not only can they not help ordinary people avoid crises, but they may have a counterproductive effect.

With the public's invasion of the abyss, the public is destined to never return to the previous life track. The entire plan represents what must be done before the "collision".

However, here, it is rare for countries around the world to make a mistake. They hope to give the public at least one week to understand the information, which is almost enough to digest the information.

After people understand the government's difficulties and deeply understand the seriousness of the problem, they then start the next stage of the plan and implement the last step of national preparation.

Unfortunately, the seriousness of the problem is understood, but even if it gives psychological hints to everyone early and subtly influence it early, the order maintainers still overestimate people's psychological qualities before the end of the world.

In other words, underestimate the power of "confusion-torting nature". The more you understand, the stronger the panic will be.

When a person's sense of happiness is transmitted to others, it may become blessings or jealousy. Even if it is an irrelevant person, the most is envy. Only those who truly love you or care about you will also be blessed.

But if one person's strong sense of panic is transmitted to others, it is likely to maintain fear.

Even if the opposite side was an early announcement by a rational person, nowadays, with the government opening up information, countless confirmed information can be found almost all over the world.

The doomsday atmosphere in the whole world reached its peak in four days. Some people who were not prepared were shocked by their previous stupidity and then wanted to make up for it in a crazy way. They did not intend to commit crimes, but to purchase supplies.

Even if the government has properly responded to policies in advance, it is not satisfied with this sense of urgency, and it is human nature to want more.

Countless people with this idea coincided with each other, making major shopping occasions a place to compete for, and then there are many conflicts that broke out.

Even several mainstream countries that were prepared were overwhelmed by this matter, and those marginal countries that were not prepared and even scoffed at the reactions to the mainstream countries have experienced many bloody events that are enough to affect social stability.

The development of the situation is indeed beyond expectations, but as countries around the world who have long expected countless possibilities, they responded quickly.

At this stage, there must be no weakness at all. If a rioter is found, the punishment will probably be quite severe...

The Confucian culture of the Beichen Kingdom is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and has a relatively gentle personality. Moreover, due to the great famine in the past and the people of Beichen, they all like to be "prepared for trouble" and have a lot of food at home.

At the same time, Beichen banned guns, so although there were incidents such as looting, they were still considered to be a silence.

But Britania in Western countries is different from the EU, especially the EU that boasts freedom and human rights, which is even more embarrassing.

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!

Ahhhhhh!!

Gunshots and shouts resounded throughout the streets of Rome. Ordinary people fled in panic, and the police car and sirens were roaring.

Dozens of police officers hid behind the police car and fought with dozens of gang gangsters with guns opposite.

The gunfire fights, each with casualties, and even some civilians were accidentally injured by stray bullets exchanged between the two sides.

The rest of the people used hammers to smash the locked store glass on one side, and people shouted and flocked in. Some of the more practical people would grab food, grain and oil.

Some people also thought about the day when the disaster passed, and took this opportunity to smash the store of various valuables such as gold shops and other valuables, carrying large sacks and packing them into them, and the chaos and venting of the whole city of Rome.

Of course, these people call this "freedom" liberation.

The shopkeepers hid in the counter and shivered, fearful and desperate, and the dark side of humanity was fully displayed after losing awe.

When a black man kept waving his hand to sweep the gold chains in the counter into a sack, he suddenly glanced from the corner of his eyes to the counter staff curled up in the corner.

The black stockings under the short skirt wrapped around his long legs. He stopped, licked his tongue, and slowly approached under the horror of the bank staff.

"Wait, what are you going to do? Take away all the gold bars, don't hurt me, don't!"

"I want the gold bars, you, I want them too." The black man said with a lewd smile, holding the staff and throwing them on the counter, and starting to take off his pants, as if he was going to solve the problem directly here.

You know, there are many people in this gold shop alone, not to mention the crowds gathering on the streets.

"No, no, who will save me!" The teller's makeup was already crying, and she kept struggling, her face full of despair.

"No one comes back to save your chick." The black man smiled a little wildly: "It's all about the end of the world, and the government itself can't take care of itself, so how could it take care of a small role like you?"

"But the end of the world has not come yet, isn't it?"

The sudden figure from behind made the black man frown. He pulled out his pistol and turned his head with a slight anger.

"Who is meddling for me!"

Then a weird man in a black priest's uniform and hooded face stood on the counter, raising his face down and looking down at him.

The man's face was shrouded in the shadows and he couldn't see clearly.

"What the hell are you? A stage clown?" Looking at his clothes, the black man shook his gun and mocked.

The black and white people around who put gold chains and gold bars into their sacks seemed to have discovered the man's existence, and their faces were filled with sarcastic sneering.

The man turned his head and looked at them from the corner of his eyes. The cold chill was conveyed to the hearts of everyone present through his hood.

"Stop talking nonsense, Dark, kill him!" a white man shouted impatiently.

The black man named Dark raised his pistol and fired a shot at the priest.

"Go to hell, idiot!"

boom!!

The bullet ejected from the barrel and was about to hit the priest, but a silver light flashed, which was naturally divided into two in the air by some invisible object.

Before the black man could react, several silver threads wrapped around him, squeezing his flesh and blood and oozing out a trace of blood.

Now, the wantonness on his face finally changed, and gradually changed from confusion and surprise to fear.

He looked at the man's outfit, a group of organizations that were briefly mentioned in the consciousness of the Holy Revelation a few months ago, but after that, they were low-key and secret, gradually forgotten in the eyes of the world, flashed through the black minds...

"You...you are the Templar who awakened the power of God!!"

The silk thread contracted again, and the pain stimulated the black nerves and made him even more frightened.

"No, no, no, you are a Catholic, follow the ten precepts and cannot kill anyone!"

"We are servants of God, and the perpetrators whom God punishes on earth. Our mission is to extinguish all the last drop of blood of you, the blasphemous fools, in this world, all the sins and darkness of the world!

The Holy See cannot kill people, but sinners revealed by God can be killed. We are the back of the Holy See, the sharp blade for punishing sinners. Your mortal enemy can also be called...Black Holy See!"

The words were passionate, as if answering the black man's words just now, and it was also a shock to everyone around him.

Uruk's fingers slightly bent.

Puff~

With the man's heart-wrenching roar, the black man was cut into dozens of flesh and blood by the thread, and his internal organs fell to the ground, and even some blood splattered onto the female teller of the Golden Shop on the counter, causing her to scream.

Uruk turned his head and looked at everyone present, his eyes cold.

Everyone present looked at the blood clots on the ground, and the swallowers were drooling wildly. They threw away the weapons in their hands and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Uruk jumped off the counter and walked out of the gold shop without even looking at them. The riots on the street had stopped. Several people wearing black priests dresses like Uruk stood on the street, surrounded by corpses.

A group of people knelt on the ground in horror, curled up in the corner with their heads in their hands, trembling.

A fair police officer ran to Uruk not far away, and smiled with a flattering face.

"Thank you, Uruk Knight."

"It's okay, we applied to the EU to prevent the Roman city under the protection of the gods, and save troops to support the rest of the riots, but we didn't expect it."

Uruk looked at the dead policeman's body in the distance with a little anger on his face:
Chapter completed!