Inside the royal palace.

Robles Peel looked at the old man sitting on the throne with a gloomy face, and said respectfully:

"Father, the son has invited Queen Yan to the Angel's Hotel, please make it clear."

"Be sure to entertain well, and go with this king tomorrow to meet Queen Hiko." The king sat on his throne and said with a glint of wisdom in his eyes.

The queen of the angelic civilization arrived, and she didn't go to see it, which is a big or small thing.

This means that he doesn't take Queen Yan seriously.

If only let people know about it.

I am afraid that his throne, as well as the entire civilization of the Iraqi people, will face the condemnation of other civilizations that rule under the righteous order.

Tomorrow, I have to visit.

Otherwise.

The consequences are unimaginable.

"By the way, tomorrow I will go to the Angel Hotel with this king and apologize to the Son of God!"

Suddenly, as if remembering something important, the king said to his son, Robles Peele.

His attitude was a bit bad before.

When I saw the child of the Holy Kesha, I actually wanted to be on an equal footing with her.

It's just a big rebellion.

Angelic civilization is its own kingdom.

And the Divine Son is not only the son of the Divine Kesha, but also the husband of the current Queen.

It was really naïve for his son to think of using the same level of tone to talk to the son of the Holy Kaisha.

Not to mention strength, if someone splits the "satellite" of his Yiren Star with a sword, he can destroy the Yiren Star, just talk about the background, just the identity of the divine son of the family, you can be on an equal footing with yourself.

"I'm not convinced!"

Robles Peel heard his father's words, and said loudly with his neck skewed.

I didn't offend the Son of God, so why should I apologize?

Is it because of the identity gap?

I'm a prince too!

"You have no qualifications to disagree, you will apologize with me tomorrow, and you will also send a solemn apology to the angel civilization."

The king paid no heed to Robles Peel's roar, and said lightly:

"If it weren't for the Son of God, you wouldn't be able to regain control of the Iren army, and I'm afraid I'd be a puppet, you know?"

"Is it because of strength?" Robles Peale gritted his teeth and stared at his father, his face hideous and terrifying, and questioned his father.

Isn't it normal for the upper kingdom to shelter the lower kingdom?

And

This matter is also related to the angelic civilization.

It is natural for you to take back your military power.

Other than that.

The Angel Civilization also scrapped dozens of space warships of their Yiren civilization, as well as the soldiers inside.

These are not called compensation, which is already the best way for him to deal with the kingdom.

As a result, he now has to apologize.

I'm afraid it's not Shi Lezhi.

"Not bad, because of the strength!" The king groaned for a few seconds, clapped his hands, and beams of silver light slowly appeared in the magnificent palace.

A terrifying scene slowly unfolded.

It was Yan Chen who made a move on Snow and knew the video scene of the suppression of Carl.

Robles Peel fell silent when he saw the huge sword shadow above the nine heavens before, smashing the nearest moon to their planet.

A sword broke through the atmosphere and cut the planet in half.

It's terrifying.

But thinking of that planet, at least there are people of memories, Robles Peele's eyes are full of anger.

That's a collection of people.

Remembering the people, at least 100 million people can arm warships.

Outcome.

He was heartbroken to be killed by such a broken planet without any suspense.

In the eyes of the strong, is everything a dog?

That's a lot of life.

"It's ......"

But when he saw that the man who appeared last was actually suppressed by Yan Chen, Robles Peele's eyelids jumped, and a creepy, hairstand feeling rose from his back.

He raised his head a little stiffly, looked at his father in disbelief, and trembled to the two people on the virtual projection of the starry sky, and said in fear:

"Father, this, this is death, Karl, the god of death?"

"Yes, he is Karl, the god of death, now you know why Jupiter dares to be so arrogant, right?"

The king smiled in relief and nodded, confirming that it was Karl, the god of death.

After all.

Robles Peel had been to the City of Angels, attended Queen Hiko's enthronement ceremony, and met Karl.

I'm also helping him confirm it.

"Boom."

After receiving the king's confirmation, Robles Peel swallowed and foamed, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

No wonder that Jupiter guy is so arrogant, and he wants to subvert the royal power of the Iraqi civilization.

Snow, who originally thought it was the Styx galaxy, helped him back, and his feelings were that of Karl, the god of death.

No wonder he dared to brazenly provoke the just order.

But after he saw Carl being suppressed by Yan Chen, he was dumbfounded.

The underbelly of his eyes was already filled with fear.

Also at this moment.

The virtual video that was played was cut off, or there was no follow-up at all.

"Okay." Robles Peel has now lost his disdain for Death, and is disqualified to compete with Death.

Originally.

His so-called holy son is just a waste who will rely on women.

The results seem.

It's my own fault.

Is this a waste called trusting in women?

If so, what are you?

Can Queen Keisha take down Carl?

Obviously, it can't be.

In the end, the son of Divine Keisha did it, and what that meant was self-evident.

But after he remembered the corpse of Snow that he had intercepted, Robles Peele's eyes lit up again.

If you understand the secret of Snow's corpse, you can also become the immortal god, with the strength of Yan Chen, will it be far away?

It's just a precipitation that takes time.

According to their technology, they have at least a thousand years to live.

In a thousand years, you should be able to research the results you want.

When the time comes.

They don't have to be attached to the angelic civilization, which is definitely the dream of every king.

Yes, he has already booked the position of the king of the Yiren civilization.

If you control the army, you indirectly control the throne.

"Well, good! Those who become big are not informal. Seeing his son's attitude and heart, the king smiled with satisfaction, this is the heir to the crown prince he wants.

Not bad.

Knowing how to endure is a necessary survival skill for a king.

"There is no need to apologize, I just want to ask two questions, first, Snow's corpse, do you Yiren civilization want to swallow it for me or how to drop it? Second, the king of the Yiren civilization, aren't you sick in bed? Why do I look at your complexion, it seems to be in good spirits. ”

Suddenly, a cold wind with a hint of anger mixed with coolness blew into the palace, and the king and Robles Peel could not help but chill their bodies, as if some great terror had enveloped them, and gave them a feeling of panic.