"Ahh

Robert let out a terrible howl, and as soon as he withdrew from his steely state, the wounds on his body could no longer be suppressed.

With two crisp sounds, a cloud of blood mist exploded at the base of his right arm, shoulder, and thigh, each with an extra fist-sized blood hole.

Robert's eyes were straight, his face was like ashes, and his mouth murmured: "Impossible, impossible, how can this be, my steel body can't be broken like this......"

For Robert, he can accept that he is defeated, that he can accept that he is imprisoned or even killed, but he will never accept that the Man of Steel is broken.

Because, the body of steel is his everything.

All his hopes of honor rested on the body of steel.

"Nothing is impossible." Angela walked up to Robert and said, "Just get the timing right." ”

"How can it be, how can it be like this, it's all your fault! Why do you want to do this! ”

Robert looked up at Angela with blood-red eyes.

Angela shrugged her shoulders: "You're not right, if the steel body can be broken by me, it means that he is not perfect, and it is you who make him imperfect, so, it is your fault." ”

"It's my fault!"

Robert's ten fingers of his hands were inserted into the thick hair, and he covered his head in pain: "Why, why is it my fault." ”

"You think you're smart?"

Angela smiled disdainfully: "Indeed, you are indeed very smart to be able to invent the Body of Steel, but can you compare to the joint efforts of ten, a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand people?" ”

"No matter how smart you are, you alone are destined to be unable to make the Body of Steel whole, because there is a limit to what you can think. So, give me the Body of Steel, surrender to me for the time being, and together we will make the Body of Steel more perfect, and I will help you break the shackles and help you gain freedom. ”

Robert looked up blankly: "What you said is true?" ”

"Little bug, this woman is lying to you!"

The foul voice of the Filthy rang out, and the swamp churned, slamming against the rune wall.

Angela smiled, "You can not believe me, but you have to make a choice." ”

Robert lowered his head in silence, and then raised his head sharply: "I hope you didn't lie to me." ”

Angela smiled brightly and held out her hand, "Welcome on, though, we still have a lot of things to do, such as getting this place back to normal, such as dealing with your injuries." ”

Robert nodded, grabbed Angela's hand and stood up.

"Wait, you're so allied, what about me, aren't you afraid of me telling the truth?"

Robert turned his head, "Come on, filthy, you've told too many lies, and no one can tell if your words are true or false, so no one will listen to your nonsense." ”

"In fact!" Robert smiled disdainfully: "Apart from me, how many other people do you think have the leisure to come here, your group of believers?" So, be honest! Maybe you'll have a chance to get out of trouble, or ......"

Robert shook his head, let the filthy man shout, and said no more.

……

White, terrible white, even the flowers of the garden, are white.

Deslov couldn't help but feel an urge to see the city destroyed.

Blood spilled the ground, the wind howled, dust and sand covered white, and flames filled the city.

The high-rise buildings were reduced to rubble, and large swaths of corpses lay in pools of blood.

In the end, everything turned black, and the black swamp swallowed it all.

Delov closed his eyes, imagining such a scene, and couldn't help but feel a wave of pleasure.

He seems to have found a direction in life.

The breeze blows, and the sea of flowers is undulating.

The petals were blown by the wind and brushed over Delov, who was wearing a crown with his eyes closed, with his hands open.

Everything was so beautiful, no one expected that such a terrible thought would rise in the heart of this handsome-looking middle-aged man.

Behind him, a blinding black cloud flowed in this direction along the shadow of the petals.

Delov's ears moved, and his lips opened slightly: "You're here." ”

"Hmm."

"You haven't contacted me in days, what's going on?"

"Something happened to our people, so we've had to be a little cautious lately."

Delov frowned, the back of his head began to squirm, and then a slit opened, and an eyeball came out, staring intently at the black mass in the shadows under the sea of flowers.

The wriggling black stiffened, as if it was being targeted by some kind of giant beast, and couldn't help but shrink rapidly.

A hurried voice reached Delov's ears: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, things have been pressed. ”

"I don't want a next time." Delov suppressed the anger in his heart and said lightly: "Are you ready?" ”

"It's ready, Your Majesty."

It could be clearly heard from the voice that the other party breathed a sigh of relief: "It's the maid who is in charge of serving you, you can find an opportunity to ...... her Then plant the seed of God, and my lord will be able to get out of trouble. ”

"Well, I see, get out!"

"Yes!"

The black mass squirmed rapidly, and soon disappeared into the sea of flowers.

At the back of the head, the eye closed and changed back to its original form.

Delov opened his eyes and looked at the sea of flowers, and his heart was full of anger.

He clenched his fists hard, beware of ruining the sea of flowers on his own impulse.

It's ridiculous!

The corners of Delov's mouth twitched, and an ugly smile appeared.

The emperor who was once rich from all over the world is now so aggrieved that he doesn't even dare to destroy a flower.

Delov looked up at the white tower that reached into the sky.

"It's coming, it's coming."

……

The room was dark, and the maid gently pushed open the door and walked in.

In the darkness, she could vaguely see a man lying on the bed.

She stepped forward and called softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...... Hmmm......"

The man on the bed jerked up, grabbed her wrists, and rolled over and pressed her against the bed.

In another room, a wizard apprentice was slightly startled, then shook his head with a smile, not stopping the atrocities in that room.

For him, this is a good thing.

If Delov leaves a blood in this handmaiden, he will still be rewarded, rewarded by the Rune Tower.

Whoever made the Rune Tower had the surname Sith, and who made that one close to life, and urgently needed a descendant of the same bloodline to provide life.

And this is the reason why Delov can still exist.

Because, in order to ascend the throne, Delov killed all his brothers, otherwise, Delov would definitely not be so precious, even if he did so many small actions, he was still alive.

The disheveled maid walked out with a pale face, and as she passed through a hallway, a black cloud appeared at her feet.

"Hmm!"

The maid exclaimed, was wrapped in a black mass, and dragged into a room.

On the bed, Delov had a smile on his lips, looking contented.

In front of the crystal ball, the wizard apprentice yawned boredly, glanced at Delov, and muttered, "It's time for a shift change, that damn guy, why hasn't he come yet." ”