Dressed in black, Kel'thugad listened to the man's words, took two steps forward, and his thin arm stretched out from under the black robe, and he nodded a few times in front of the man. Soon, Blackmore saw that black gas appeared on Tyrone Bloodfiend's body, and a strong foul smell wafted through the main hall.

Blackmore couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, but Kel'thugad seemed to be very happy, and the sound of his deep breathing came from under the black robe, which made Blackmore gag for a while. Kel'thugad said, "Ahem...... The disguise spell is so clumsy...... However, sure enough, for more content, please go to Bokan Novel Network to continue reading......

"Stop him!" Blackmore screamed and staggered to where Kel'thugad was. However, seeing that it was too late, Kel'thugad's face was shrouded in black robes, and he could not see the expression, but Blackmore could imagine that the face he had never seen before must be full of mockery. ,…,

"Ahem...... Blackmore, looks like I'm going to change sponsors......" A hoarse voice came from under Kel'thugad's black robe. Blackmore froze in despair—and it was too late. "No, you don't." Tyrone Bloodfiend doesn't have a sense of it**, for more content, please go to Bokan Novel Network to continue reading......