"Who am I?" Alaska muttered to himself as he walked forward. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info his eyes were confused, who was he? This question is really funny, it is obviously the simplest question, but at the moment, the words are like a thousand pounds.

Who are you? He's definitely a twenty-year-old on earth - Alaska, but not quite........ Because he is only ten years old now, how can he be similar to the height of 1.78 meters when he was on Earth, and he is no longer Alaska.

And there is a loving and lovely child who once gave him a name, even if he lost his name!

By the way, he is Acrylic, the little prince who was driven out of the royal capital. A cowardly child who was hollowed out and driven out by the servants of his own territory, he wants to avenge himself.

Well, that's strange to say, avenge yourself! But in fact, Acrylic wanted to avenge Acrylic, but ........

He can't say that he is an acrylic, Alaska, who has the memories of a twenty-year-old youth, can't think of himself as an acrylic in any case.

Who is he?

Alaska walked over step by step, the little boy's eyes were confused, and the simple question was a gap that he couldn't answer! At the same time—the Bloodclan was trembling, cowering and back.

A scorching flame turned into a life-devouring circle behind him. Surround him inside himself, along with Alaska himself, and isolate Black Feather from them.

The little boy stretched out his left hand, and the tongue of fire jumped to his hand, what a strange! He sighed for the flames in his hands, there was no enemy in front of him, in fact, the blood clan had long been trembling, lying on the ground with weak legs, and had no fighting spirit.

Alaska also thought that the flame of original sin, which could consume anything, was only a part of original sin, the wrath priesthood, the supernatural divine power - the fire of original sin.

This is the flame of wrath, this is the end of sin, nothing in the mortal world can resist the burning of this fire, but how can it cause harm to original sin itself?

This is also a means of punishing sinners for original sin and hell, because the gods of Alaska, a certain layer of hell at this moment, have long been filled with the flame of original sin, burning those sinners who have fallen here.

"Who am I, you ask? It's strange that Mal didn't tell you—" Alaska said disdainfully as he pointed his chin at the frightened Bloods.

But it was difficult for him to continue, after all, the blood clan had long been frightened and kowtowed to the ground. The huge head slammed on the ground like a leather ball, and the already twisted head looked even more disgusting.

"Ugh." Alaska looked at it, the inexplicable Hertz and Potts, and the black feathers whose eyes were glowing, but Potts still hasn't figured it out?

Really, looking at the way he questioned himself, he had already prompted himself to this point.

Thinking of this, Alaska was a little empty, and Potts suddenly stiffened, like a pillar, and fell straight down. Black Feather hurriedly supported the blonde boy, he fainted at this moment, and he was already unconscious!

"See this flame? This is the flames of hell, and if you are burned by the flames of original sin, do you think that the thin curse that the Being has left on you will have an effect? Alaska said.

It's a pity that the blood clan is already speechless, and Alaska has to say it himself: "How many people are still in the blood clan in Ulhiri?" ”

"Your Majesty, your lowly servant salutes you, we still have ........," the Bloodclan replied in fear, facing the majesty of the Hell Lord, he didn't even think about selling his boss directly.

Joke! This is a murderous lord of hell, a demon of demons, or a majestic being who rules the laws of the criminal law, and he doesn't want to be tortured endlessly after death. But he also forgot that his king, along with his allegiance to His Majesty, was not to be trifled with.

This guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the weak, before he finished speaking, he made a whimpering sound like someone was choking his neck.

He stretched out his palm, wanting to touch Alaska, and asked him for help. It's a pity that he was swept up by the little boy with a wave of his hand and directly caught up in the fire of original sin.

The flame of anger burned brightly, and it only took a moment to kill the bloodline.