......The oil lamps that went out were lit one after another. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe light around him was too dim, and even if there was the brilliance of divine power, Alaska was disliked, and he had no choice but to use his power.

"Your Majesty, I offer you my sincerest loyalty, and I beg your pardon for my offense. You have just taken the throne of God, and you are lacking a competent and respectful servant like me. The woman paused for a moment, and had no choice but to show her loyalty.

She was nervous in her heart, the situation had changed so quickly, and the fear that had not appeared for a long time was now so deep that she could only pray as if she were a mortal thing in the face of the original sin of the world.

She finally understood why the curse hadn't taken effect! Just kidding, being proud of her curse in front of the true god is really like what she said before.

How stupid is this, the remorse in the witch's heart can't be counted in quantity, she just wants to slap herself, are you teasing? In front of his superiors, all kinds of deaths, all kinds of boasting, how to end now?

Alaska chuckled, no great monarch would tolerate such a person, beside him. She is sweet-talking, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and there is no benefit in keeping her around.

And.... If she doesn't die, how can she express her anger? The demon is certain to die, and Alaska has never been so clear.

Alaska didn't want to talk nonsense with her, she had already asked before, and it was true that as she said, demons didn't need a reason to kill living beings, so the young boy judged that she was just a small character lurking in the human world, waiting for an opportunity to do something small.

"Since you accept Aristotle's employment, you have to suffer the consequences of this choice." Alaska said coldly, and he immediately noticed the resentful light in the woman's eyes, piercing her fragile disguise.

The corners of the little boy's mouth curled up with a hint of clarity, such an existence, no one with a normal brain would put her by his side.

"Forgive me, your most humble and faithful servant is willing to make up for your loss." The woman tried again, this demon was very nervous, thousands of years of experience made her instinctively feel danger, but in the face of a true god in her own camp, she had no choice, not even the choice to ask for help.

There won't be any Hell Lord who will do justice for her, or rather, she will take the initiative to offend Shenwei, even if Alaska crushes her to ashes, so what?

Thinking of this, she was secretly annoyed with Aristotle, this bastard human! caused her to fall into this desperate situation, if she didn't die today, she would have to settle accounts with her in the future, and she would be involved in her own death! Come on, this is the Lord of Hell!

The enemy of the enemy, once the lord of hell is provoked, who can get out of the way? Who can not change the face of punishment in the afterlife? The soul of the dead has the authority of hell, but there is a part of it.

It's a pity she's finished! Alaska knew - he was beaten......... Ahem, what happened when she was wailing and screaming, the witch probably watched the whole thing, otherwise how could she wait for the opportunity to meet herself.

Although he did it on purpose, Alaska still has a sense of shame. He is not an ordinary child, his majesty cannot be swept away, and this alone can sentence the demon in front of him to death.

What's more, she also intends to brainwash herself and kill Black Feather and Pots, which is simply a death within a death.

He didn't say more, the divine power in his hand gathered, turning into an angry lotus, and the red flames swept through the witch's body, screaming sharper and sharper, making him impatient.

Then a gray shadow bloomed on her fingertips, and she threw herself into the flames, and the shadow of greed instantly adhered to the woman like a parasitic vine, so that the demon who was already tired of dealing with it was absorbed in strength, and despair had entangled her.

"Please, please, stop." She was scorched and absorbed into a thin gray mist that looked like it was going to fade soon, but her voice grew harsher and more painful.

"Stop, stop! I can give everything for you, please spare me. She kept repeating similar sentences, and it was ridiculous that this thing was full of lies before she died.

Alaska still remembers her previous arrogance, she didn't take him in her eyes at all, regarded him as everything in her hands, and asked him to be a slave, could it be that this demon in front of her wanted to put a collar around his neck? Playing with his body?

Next, the demonic gray mist became lighter and fainter, and even quickly approached nothing, and she knew that the end had come. actually reversed the previous tone, arrogantly cursing all kinds of Alaska.

The words are very vulgar, and I will not list them here, but in short, she adds the most vicious and ugly words to Alaska, like covering April flowers with snow and ice, intending to smear the shining pearl with cow dung.

Alaska blinked, impatient in her black and white pupils, but fortunately she finally dried up. At the last moment, the woman with the honey sword tried to curse him in the most vicious language.

When she was burned by the fire of original sin, the surrounding environment also changed, and the original real dream began to bloom cracks, and Alaska's face changed a little at this time, and it was a good opportunity to enter the deep dream.