I’m In Charge of SCP

Two of His Majesty's four chiefs were involved in the conspiracy.

And these two rebels, one is the son of His Majesty the King, and the other is the Queen's confidant.

The two of them, bright and dark, have almost succeeded.

The moment the steel knife fell, everyone's heart had already reached their throats.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A person holding a black long knife suddenly appeared in front of the red leader.

He stands on a table before the throne, wearing a jester's mask.

The long black knife rested on the neck of the red chief.

I said, it's almost done. The lazy voice sounded, I don't have so much free time to watch you ink blots here.

After he appeared, the red leader's knife stopped, not because he didn't dare to continue cutting, but because he found that he couldn't move.

Suppressed by the opponent's aura.

This kind of aura can only be felt by His Majesty the King when he is in full bloom.

Who are you! Red Chief asked.

It's not your turn to ask me who I am. Zhang Jue yawned, and looked at the black leader in the sky, You save me once, and now I'll give you another chance, get out of here quickly, otherwise the next What happens is out of my control.

Zhang Jue's sudden appearance disrupted everyone's plans.

The four chiefs in black, red, white and yellow all looked at him warily.

The black leader saved him at the beginning, and his idea was very simple, as long as he was not good to the king, he would be his ally.

But Zhang Jue was able to subdue the red leader with one move. His strength was no longer inferior to him.

But no matter who this person is, he and the red leader have been conspiring for a long time for this rebellion, and there is no turning back when they start their bows. It is impossible for him to give up at this time.

Come on. He said to Zhang Jue, Let me see if you have the strength!

The black leader is ready to fight Zhang Jue to the death.

To be precise, before he launched this coup, he was already prepared to succeed or be benevolent.

No one can stop him!

nonono,

Did you make a mistake.

Zhang Jue waved his hand when he saw the black leader's saber-rattling look.

Since ancient times, I have never interfered in the internal affairs of other countries. Whether you want to rebel or usurp the throne, it has nothing to do with me. I just sincerely want to give you and this red thing a chance. Since You decided to put all your eggs in one basket, and I can only wish you luck.

As he said that, Zhang Jue simply put away his knife, jumped off the table, moved a chair and sat beside him, watching them leisurely.

It seemed that everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Except the Hanged King.

The Hanged King, who was pierced through the heart by a special dagger, did not become weak. Instead, he shook the goblet in his hand and glanced at Zhang Jue: How do you know?

Zhang Jue waved his hand: Hurry up and end it, I still have business to do.

The conversation between the two is outside everyone, and no one knows what kind of riddle they are playing.

But things have developed to the present, the red leader and the black leader have no way out.

The Red Chief picked up his knife and slashed at the Hanged King's neck again.

But the next moment.

His body exploded into a cloud of blood.

...

Silence, absolute silence.

Needle drop can be heard.

Everyone present didn't even dare to take a breath.

Among the four leaders, the strength of the red leader is second only to the black leader, and is evenly matched with the yellow leader.

Because of his cruelty, the mask of pleasure he wears is the most vicious.

But at this moment, he didn't even have the ability to resist.

This huge gap in strength made everyone terrified.

All eyes were on Zhang Jue.

He didn't know when he conjured up an umbrella and held it in his hand, but his body was still clean.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhang Jue spread his hands.

I said earlier, don't get involved in these things, it's not me.

Since it's not him, there is only one person present who can do this——

The Hanged King stood up slowly from his seat.

Looking down on all beings.

As Zhang Jue expected, how could someone who could build such a huge Myriad Realms Exchange be killed so easily.

After the Hanged King was resurrected, he was no longer the original Hanged King.

After so long, the Red Chief and Black Chief may have long forgotten the fear of being dominated by the Hanged King.

The Hanged King looked up at the black leader suspended in mid-air, and said, Bessimer, you really let me down.

Before he finished speaking, the black leader covered his face, fell from the sky, and fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

The Hanged King walked up to him step by step.

I am going to kill you!!!

With the last of his strength, the Black Lord crawled to the Hanged King's feet.

The Hanged King had a cold face.

Stepped on his hand.

The Black Chief howled in despair.

This is his last voice in this world.

Because in the next second, his body turned into a mass of black ashes.

The Hanged King made a move, no matter whether the red leader or the black leader, they didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

The two of them had plotted to usurp the throne for a long time, in the eyes of the Hanged King, it was just a joke.

Here, he is the absolute master.

After recognizing this fact, all the kings who participated in the rebellion knelt down on the ground, trembling, not even daring to beg for mercy.

The Hanged King walked back to his throne step by step, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.

After this incident, I believe that no one will dare to rebel again.

All will submit to him.

forever.

The Hanged King turned around and looked at Zhang Jue.

You said, how should I deal with them?

Your Majesty, as I said earlier, I don't want to get involved in your nonsense. Zhang Jue shrugged, Besides, you should have already thought about how to deal with them, why bother to ask me more.

The Hanged King looked at Zhang Jue coldly, and then ordered the two leaders, Huang and Bai, Kill them all.

A long-planned rebellion ended in a crushing victory for the Hanged King.

A total of 28 kings came to pay tribute, and 25 of them participated in the black leader's plan and were all killed.

There is only one exception, the one Zhang Jue served.

At the last moment, he was held down by Zhang Jue and did not jump out.

The Hanged King only confiscated all his treasures.

After the traitors were purged, only the Hanged King and Zhang Jue were left in the entire hall.

Holding a goblet in his hand, the Hanged King looked at Zhang Jue, who was sitting on a chair eating melon seeds, and narrowed his eyes slightly: Consultant Zhang, why did you come to me this time?

It's rare that His Majesty the King still remembers me. Zhang Jue threw the melon seed husk in his hand on the ground and clapped his hands.

The aura emanating from Consultant Zhang is different from all creatures in this universe. Once you see it once, it will be hard to forget.

Zhang Jue's current attire and appearance are completely different from when he was at Jiangzhou University, but these bosses never look at appearances, but identify a person by their breath.

Ever since Zhang Jue appeared in this city-state, the Hanged King had already noticed something.

But to Zhang Jue, none of this mattered.

He looked at the Hanged King and spread his hands: To be honest, I am in some trouble and may need your Majesty's help.

Oh? The Hanged King raised his eyebrows, I didn't expect the famous Consultant Zhang to encounter trouble sometimes.

The Hanged King's tone was slightly mocking, but Zhang Jue heard something different from it.

Like the owl I met in the Nameless Forest, these bosses who have reached a certain level of personality seem to know him.

And the attitude towards him is not very friendly, but dare not touch him.

Otherwise, with the strength displayed by the Hanged King, killing him instantly would not be a problem.

It seems to have failed your expectations. Zhang Jue was also a little helpless. I'm stuck here and can't get out. Please help me. I just confessed my love to my girlfriend, and I haven't had time to kiss.

The Hanged King looked at Zhang Jue with a strange look: Consultant Zhang, I admit that I can't hurt you for some reasons, but why do you think that I will help you?

After the Hanged King was resurrected, his temperament changed drastically, and he was no longer a wise king.

He went fishing to enforce the law and killed his son with his own hands.

There was nothing he couldn't do.

Indeed, before I came to the palace, I was also thinking about this issue. Zhang Jue looked up and down the king who had died once, But Your Majesty, with all due respect, after seeing you, I knew, You will definitely help me, because you need my help too.

The Hanged King fell silent.

After a long time, he spoke again.

Consultant Zhang, how do I know if what you said is true or not? Shouldn't you prove to me first that you have the ability.

It's very easy to prove my ability. Zhang Jue sat on the chair and smiled mysteriously. But before that, whether or not His Majesty should see me in person will show his sincerity.

...

This is the hanged king's greatest secret.

It is also the biggest secret of the entire city-state.

The man in front of him is not the Hanged King.

In other words, he is not the actual body of the Hanged King.

He is just a remnant of the hanged king left in this world.

The real Hanged King has long since left the realm of human beings.

From the moment he saw him, Zhang Jue made such a judgment.

Can control time and space at will, and even connect his city-state with other worlds, what is it but a god?

Red Chief and Black Chief are completely unaware of this, which is the root cause of their failure.

But Zhang Jue was different.

He never underestimated anyone.

The Hanged King looked at Zhang Jue with cold eyes without any warmth.

After a while, the sky outside suddenly darkened.

The entire hall was plunged into darkness.

Zhang Jue felt his body floating.

After a while, the candles were lit.

He came to a huge wooden door.

Zhang Jue put his hand on the wooden door, and the wooden door opened silently, prying open a gap.

Zhang Jue entered the wooden door, behind which was a prison cell.

The surrounding walls are covered with instruments of torture.

The center of the cell.

A mummy whose whole body was wrapped in gauze was nailed to a cross, with both hands and feet bound by iron chains, forming a large font.

Countless insects and ants were biting his body, and a poisonous snake was wrapped around his neck, sucking his blood.

This is the real body of the Hanged King.

In order to be resurrected, the Hanged King did not know what price he paid.

No wonder the man with the wand said that anyone who saw the Hanged King would die.

Consultant Zhang.

Ethereal voices came from all directions.

You have seen my real body, so how do you plan to help me next?

To be resurrected, the Hanged King sacrificed his own soul.

Zhang Jue stepped forward and looked at the king crucified on the cross with a calm expression.

No matter who it is, it is absolutely beyond his reach to make the Hanged King look like this.

But Zhang Jue had no choice, he had to save the Hanged King, so that he could leave here and return to the original world.

He slowly raised his arm and placed his hand on the Hanged King's body.

A burst of powerful energy burst out, shaking him away several meters away.

The shackles on the Hanged King were just an illusion, he was sealed here by a mysterious force.

Zhang Jue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Strange tattoos climbed up from his neck to the base of his ears—his body had automatically turned on the second state.

Otherwise, at that moment, he would have died.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward slowly, and raised his hand again.

With preparation, this time he was not shaken away.

But that huge energy is still impacting his body.

It is more than one level higher than him.

He summoned the dragon crystal and held it in his hand.

Then, he narrowed his eyes and made a decision to die.

He's going to cast Nullify on the Hanged King.

puff--

As soon as the skill was activated, he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

The dragon crystal in his hand made a clicking sound, the pieces shattered, and finally turned into dust.

This dragon crystal, which had helped him survive several times, said goodbye to him forever.

Zhang Jue sat on the ground, panting heavily.

The head was dizzy for a while.

The mayfly shakes the tree, and the arm of the mantis acts as a cart.

With his current strength, he is not even as good as the Hanged King, let alone helping the Hanged King out of trouble.

Consultant Zhang, give up. With your current strength, it's impossible to do it. The Hanged King laughed loudly, almost insane, Stay here with me, and feel the endless pain—

Ah……

Zhang Jue propped his elbows on the ground and barely stood up.

He drove his swaying body and came to the Hanged King again.

In this world, there are always a few things that you know are impossible, but you have to try...

As Zhang Jue spoke, he put his arm on the Hanged King's chest again.

He didn't know what to do, and activated the disabled skill for the second time.

A strong backlash surged from the Hanged King.

This time without the protection of the dragon crystal, he will face this powerful force directly.

next second.

Two firefly-like light spots emerged from his body and merged together to form a protective shield.

All the backlash power on the Hanged King's body was absorbed by the protective cover.

Feeling a warmth coming from his body, Zhang Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what it was - the fragments of divinity left by Yan and Robert Bumaro.

I didn't expect these two things to have such an effect.

Zhang Jue was overjoyed and continued to activate the disabled skills.

This time, he finally had the capital to contend head-on with that force.

But before he was happy, he found that the protective cover was getting weaker and weaker.

Fragments of divinity are only fragments after all.

The most troublesome thing in the world is to give people hope and then make people despair.

Zhang Jue shook his head, sighed, and decided to accept the arrangement of fate.

He slowly closed his eyes.

That huge energy swallowed his whole body in an instant.

...

I don't know how long it has been.

It may be just a moment, or it may be thousands of years.

Zhang Jue opened his eyes.

He was in a void.

As far as the eye can see, it is gray.

Where is this?

he asked subconsciously.

This is your own conscious world.

I don't know who answered.

My consciousness is the world? Then who are you?

It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?

Stop talking about such nonsense, I have a headache. Zhang Jue said impatiently, Let me go back quickly.

Go back? Where?

Of course the real world.

Can you really distinguish where is the real world and where is the illusory?

The other party's words made Zhang Jue laugh angrily: What's the matter, I can't tell the difference, can you tell the difference? Cut the nonsense, if you want to help, you can help, if you don't, just say it, I will find a way.

You do need help, because your very existence is a contradiction.

Zhang Jue rubbed his temples, resisting the urge to curse: I don't care who you are, if you say such nonsense again, I'll slap you.

Are you ready for reality?

Ready, ready! Zhang Jue couldn't wait.

Hope you don't regret your decision.

...

This voice rang directly in Zhang Jue's mind.

At that moment, he had a splitting headache, as if he drank two catties of Erguotou.

dizzy.

It was as if the whole body was not his own.

Vaguely, he felt that someone was talking to him.

Name!

Zhang Jue struggled to open his eyes.

He found himself in an interrogation room.

Hanging on the wall in front are the eight characters Leniency for Confession and Strictness for Resistance.

He was handcuffed to a chair opposite a desk with an interrogator sitting inside.

Hey, I'm asking you something, your name! The other party said impatiently.

This scene seems a little familiar.

Zhang Jue was taken aback for a moment, then answered casually.

Zhang Jue.

age.

Twenty-six.

Home address.

No. 28, Huanhua Street, Jianghai City.

Do you know why you were brought here?

not sure.

Oh, amnesia? The interrogator laughed, Do you want me to help you recall your memory?

Zhang Jue nodded: Yes.

Don't play tricks here! The interrogator slammed the table and made a loud bang, I tell you, you must explain to me today, how did you kill those people?!

Me? Kill? Zhang Jue was really stunned this time.

Why, I really don't remember? The interrogator sneered, Aren't your web writers very good at making up stories? Yesterday you and my colleagues told a story about the Bureau of Anomalous Organisms. It was very interesting. Today you What kind of story do you plan to tell me? I am looking forward to it, my advisor Zhang!

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Thank you, Mr. Qin Zhidao, for your reward, and thank you for your support.