"Uh~~~Ah!!hhhh

Just as the messenger was about to defend himself, he felt a pain in his brain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Suddenly, a rush of blood mixed with the brain spurted out from the shattered skull, and the giant hand was covered in blood.

"Ahh

Tasting the remnants of the brains on his hands, the king did not seem satisfied, and he stepped out of his throne, picked up the fallen corpse, and poured the still warm breath into his mouth with his feet.

It was only then that the original appearance of the monster that ate the messenger alive was fully revealed under the lights.

I saw that he had a beast face and fangs, two horns on the top of his head, and a thick hair bush between the fat and thick swellings, coupled with his huge bulging belly, a fierce and vicious feeling came to his face.

Just as he was eating happily, news came from outside the door that he was on the battlefield again:

"Report ~~~ The battlefield of the Trace Clan has come to report, and all the 500,000 troops have been wiped out, and only a few thousand have escaped!"

"Report ~~~ The battlefield of the Lin clan came to report, all the 400,000 troops were killed, and only more than ten people escaped with their lives!"

"Report! The priests and elders of all the Black Sea and the leaders of the major tribes have come to the king's tent, claiming that they want the king to give an explanation for this defeat!"

"No need to pass it on, we're already there!"

Along with these words came a large group of characters with strange appearances, some with leopard heads and beast patterns, some with bull heads and human bodies, and some with turtle shells on their backs. But no matter what kind of people they are, they all have a special attribute: extravagance!

In fact, these people are the leaders of each tribe, and they all have the power of life and death of a tribe in their hands. Under the influence of such power, these comers have their own momentum.

But, that's just their momentum.

As they stepped into the side of the king's tent, the king of the Black Sea, who was munching on the king's couch, was furious!

The king was furious, and his blood flowed.

The dust is the foil of the king's anger;

The flame is the rising of the king's fire;

The sudden shattering of the king's tent shows how violent the king's mood is;

The power of the evacuation once again reminds the people who come to see what kind of monster they are about to face!

"Who gave you the courage to disobey the Lone King?"

The posture of staring, the majestic domineering, and the momentum that comprehensively covered the scene made everyone who came to ask for the crime silent for a while.

"It's me!"

Just when everyone's momentum was suppressed by the king, a slightly immature voice rushed out of the crowd and resounded throughout the camp.

The crowd, separated.

The people who came to inquire about the sins spontaneously cleared the way for the boy who spoke to come forward.

And what walked out of the crowd at this time was a doll with a face as immature as her voice, and even two small buns on her head.

The king squinted and observed the young man who dared to choke with himself.

Although the immature appearance makes people can't help but despise it, as the only doll present who dares to put it right with the Black Sea King, how can it be so simple?

"The familiar smell, the sweet taste, it's like, it's like my lost little eighteen!"

Thinking of the sweetness of his other children, the corners of the Black Sea's mouth couldn't help but drool.

"Little doll, your flesh and blood will definitely be special and delicious!"

The battle situation at first place, the gratuitous bloodthirstiness, the identity of the Black Sea King who didn't even want to come, only the beastly nature surging in his body drove him to devour the young man in front of him.

The frenzied giant palm set off an unprovoked wind and waves, and the king who exploded was not at all like the bloated and thick body of the body, and the swift figure approached the young man's face in just an instant.

For a moment, in the blink of an eye.

The seemingly fragile boy didn't make any moves until the king was pressing. It seems that he was dumbfounded by the sudden attack, or maybe the Black Sea King's attack was too fast, so that this young man had no time to take precautions?

Of course not!

The wind blows the young man's sideburns, but his angry attitude makes the young man look so wanton.

Even though the Black Sea King's Deadly Giant Palm was already in front of him, there was not the slightest panic or uneasiness in the young man's eyes. In other words, there was only a trace of calm in his eyes, and the pleasure that his wish was about to come true.

"Today, my father, will be your end!"

At the moment when the king's killing move was about to be implemented, the young man who was originally harmless to humans and animals suddenly changed his appearance!

The same beast face and fangs, the same head and two horns, the difference is that the newcomer's posture is vigorous and capable, completely different from the old king's bloated and decayed.

"Evil appearance, coming!" The handover of the palms of the fingers emitted the most shocking aftermath, and the domineering spirit pushed the fight between the two sides to the peak at the beginning!

The evil appearance that suddenly rushed out was not weak at all, and the two similar faces were full of killing intent towards each other.

Fast, so fast that I can't blink an eye, and the fierce, fierce landslides and clouds fly.

Every move and style of the young strong man is the most direct reaction practiced in the experience of life and death, simple, fast, and very effective!

The aging king uses his innate fighting instinct, and he relied on this instinct to kill all the way to the throne of the king.

Like a wild beast, the martial arts are like madness, and the giant palms in the sky completely cover the young powerhouse, but they are knocked away and defeated in the block and counterattack. Although the young powerhouse also left a lot of traces on his body, the defeat of the offensive made the king of the Black Sea even more crazy!

The king clearly felt the vitality of life stored under that young body, and the difficulty of his aging body being as energetic as a young man. Feeling this, the old king was even crazier, even more crazy, and his majestic skills poured out as if he didn't want money, as if he was about to kill this young man on the spot within one blow!

It's your madness that you're waiting for!"

The surging extreme move is a killing move realized by a young strong man after many years of wandering and fighting, and such a killing move is already an impossible delusion for the old king who is hiding in the midst of all armies and enjoying immortality.

One blow, one blow!

"I didn't expect you to have fully awakened the royal bloodline! I should have eaten you earlier!"

The king who was caught off guard, the battlefield that was divided in the blink of an eye. Unexpectedly, the young man on the opposite side hid such a hole card, and the king was broken by a blow at a glance, and the words of remorse in his mouth seemed to be about to crush the boy and eat it.

"You have killed too many of my brothers for the sake of being young, and it is the biggest mistake in this world to let you enjoy the eternal life of the same day! My escape and growth are God's will, just to eradicate you, the evil source of the Black Sea, and bring the Black Sea to true prosperity and strength!"

The young strong man sang the poems that his brother had written to him, and according to the green-haired King Xie, as long as he read such poems for everyone to hear, he could be called the new king of the Black Sea.

Although the aria of this poem embarrassed the young strong man a little, the purpose of delaying time had at least been achieved. And Lao Wang, who no longer has a young life, has only one way to defeat under the existence of a wound, and the time of delay only makes his life pass and makes him drain the last trace of Jedi counterattack energy!

As a young man, the new king knows that the old king's behavior of devouring his heirs for many years is all in order to draw the power of his own heir's flesh and blood to make him young.

His broken and aging body, even with the immortal power of the same heaven of the three yangs, could not be replaced, it was the trauma suffered in the aftermath of the collision between the Black Sea and the Bitter Realm, and so many years of devouring the heirs only delayed his death.

Unlike the aging king, although the new king's skills were not much left even after urging the extreme moves, his young body provided him with strong vitality, and the wounds in the fight gradually stopped bleeding and scarred even between breaths.

"From now on, my name: Hades!"