I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1547 - 1551: No More Pretending, The Truth Is Out

In the sky, a splendid golden building appeared once again, exuding a sacred aura so noble that it made one hesitate to look directly at it.

However, the black angel suddenly conjured a sharp blade enveloped in red flames. As the blade swung down, a 40-kilometer-long phantom directly shattered that entire building.

In an instant, countless fragments fell from the sky, each piece of the white building wrapped in red flames, descending like a meteor shower. The first to bear the brunt was the Mosla Empire's royal palace below!

Each meteor contained power equivalent to a Great Magician casting a high-level spell at full strength, and this dense meteor shower seemed born solely for destruction!

Everyone at the palace and spectators were dumbfounded, initially thinking Raditz was just trying to save some family face, expecting him to awkwardly leave after ten minutes,

But unexpectedly, without a word, he opened with a Forbidden Curse. Who the heck could have thought an ordinary magician could release a Forbidden Curse? Even though Raditz was a genius in the Imperial City, wasn't this a bit exaggerated?

His grandfather single-handedly repelled the Royal Family's King Zerast yesterday, and today the grandson came to collect debts. Is this family defying the heavens?

Now, it's not about why he can release a Forbidden Curse, but rather what the palace shrouded under this meteor shower will do!

Deep in the palace, Hera gazed at the suffocating sky and fell into despair. His father definitely didn't have the strength to counter a Forbidden Curse, and this purely destructive Forbidden Curse was even more lethal and destructive compared to the semi-summoning Forbidden Curse used yesterday by the two.

"Why is this happening? Is it heaven's will to destroy our Royal Family?" Had Hera known such events would occur today, he would have surely stopped his father last night from coveting that Level Six Formation; they couldn't meddle with it!

Finally, a meteor crashed into the palace, instantly forming a small mushroom cloud that utterly destroyed an area with a radius of at least a hundred meters. Yet, thousands more of such meteors remained in the sky!

"Who dares to act recklessly in the Mosla Empire's palace!"

At this moment, a thunderous voice echoed from the depths of the palace.

Two figures suddenly appeared above the palace, one clad in a black robe, the other in white. Both appeared quite old and bore some resemblance to Zerast and Hera.

"Grand Emperor!" Seeing these two, Hera was overwhelmed with excitement, "Grand Emperor Grandpa! Save our Royal Family of the Mosla Empire!"

Hera fell to his knees, "Grand Emperor Grandpa, weren't you two already…"

"Did you think we were dead?" The two old men didn't seem upset at Hera's words, "We obtained a Magic Codex from the Cang Yuan Era long ago. In meditation, we have a chance to break the genetic level restrictions and reach Level Eight, becoming intermediate Great Magicians. We feigned death to avoid disturbances."

"So that's what it was!" Hera's face lit up with delight. Although the two Grand Emperors had not fully broken through yet, their aura hinted at traits of intermediate Great Magicians. Given some more time in deep meditation, they might truly reach Level Eight!

There's time for reminiscing, but now the priority is stopping this catastrophe threatening the Royal Family! Sensing the royal crisis, they temporarily broke from their meditative state.

"Wind Demon Descend!"

The Grand Emperors immediately unleashed a Forbidden Curse, widely known as the only counter to another Forbidden Curse. Ordinary magic would be utterly futile!

Two enormous Wind Demon spirits, each over 800 meters tall, descended upon the palace, showcasing power surpassing Zerast! The spirits unleashed a flurry of blades intercepting the falling meteors, reducing them to mere rubble unable to harm the palace anymore.

Seeing this, Hera finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Grand Emperors present, not to mention a trivial Hertz Family, even the Magicians' Association's President would be insignificant! After all, the Magicians' Association here is just a branch. Today, they will affirm the supreme royal authority!

Hera returned to the battlements, regaining his confidence, "Raditz, right? Your Hertz Family keeps challenging our Royal Family's dignity. Go back and tell your elders that the Royal Family will come to settle everything with you soon!"

"This escalated quickly!" Raditz expressed some concern.

His grandfather might handle one Zerast, but with the Grand Emperors, the Hertz Family stands no chance.

Why couldn't those two stay "dead" peacefully? Why stir trouble now?

The Forbidden Curse ended, and with the combined efforts of the Grand Emperors, the palace's disaster was averted, the Breath of Heaven dimmed, entering a cooldown period.

"If only this ring had no cooldown," Zhang Menglong sighed. Of course, such a ring isn't impossible to make, but Zhang Menglong can't craft it yet.

"Kid, who exactly are you?" Hera recalled Zhang Menglong at this moment, "Were the Hertz Family's treasures, Forbidden Curse, and Level Six Formation all provided by you?"

"Hera, you're saying he set up that Formation?"

The Grand Emperors naturally noticed the aura from the Hertz Family's Level Six Formation direction as well.

"It must be correct," Hera replied, "I report to the Grand Emperors; the Hertz Family Clan Leader unexpectedly gained two pieces of at least Dao Level magical equipment and mastered a Forbidden Curse stronger than our Royal Family. Last night, Father suffered at their hands."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, all this happened after this kid joined their family," Hera said, "I request he be captured and thoroughly interrogated; we might gain something."

The old men joined on the battlements, looking towards Zhang Menglong, "Are those Hertz Family items yours? Who are you?"

"Yes, I gave them," Zhang Menglong stated, "As for who I am."

Zhang Menglong slowly took out a robe full of golden stars and wore it, "No more pretense, cards on the table. As you see, I am a Level 500 Jin Xing magician, nicknamed Voldemort. Surprised?"