The Demon Breaker bolt passed through the barrier of the magic circle, pierced Samuel's body, and finally landed on the nodes of the magic circle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang!"

In the end, the magic array that the Supervision House had spent countless efforts to lay was destroyed in the Demon Breaking Crossbow of its own people.

This result was unexpected by Constance, but it seemed reasonable, and it could only be said that she muttered that the emissary sent by the Undead Empire was far more intelligent than the two undead who were locked up in prison by her.

The huge magic array was damaged by several nodes, causing the magic sequence to be chaotic, and it lost its effect in an instant, and after a few breaths, the magic array turned into a puff of gray smoke and completely disappeared in front of him.

"Ahh

"Something!"

"Defend quickly!"

The gray smoke gradually dispersed along the direction of the wind, only gently diffusing to the whole field, and before it could completely disperse, a more dense gray smoke appeared in the direction and enveloped the whole audience at once.

After the smoke spread to the soldiers outside the encirclement, before the soldiers could show a look of vigilance, they received a powerful blow, and they were knocked away from a distance with only a scream.

In the gray smoke, there were constantly figures flying up and landing, and it was countless people, who were injured by heavy blows, and after one blow, they had no combat strength to get up.

By the time the smoke cleared, revealing Samuel, only Constance and Monuvic were still standing.

Monuvic stood in front of Constance, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, this was not a strong man who had never seen blood in the royal capital, but a strong man who really killed from a pool of blood.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became thicker, and the rich smell of blood slowly emanated from Monuvic's body.

He was once an alien who was later captured and sold into a magical slave and sold in the gladiatorial arena.

He spent the first half of his life fighting, fighting, and only by killing his opponent could he survive.

In order to kill his opponent, he can do whatever it takes.

He doesn't know how many enemies he has killed, and he doesn't know who his enemies are, as long as he knows that he is an enemy.

Until one day, he killed the last strong enemy. The audience was boiling, and it seemed that they were heard shouting a thousand beheadings, yes, it seemed that he had killed a thousand enemies.

After that, his battles suddenly decreased, only sporadically fighting monsters, and there were no more human enemies.

Then she appeared, a very, very beautiful woman, and appeared in front of him and asked him if he would like to do something with her.

He didn't understand, but he felt that his heart, which was already thirsty, suddenly became a little soft, maybe it was love.

He couldn't help but nod.

She smiled brightly, and that day, for the first time, he had walked out of the house, and he had been in a cage for half his life.

She redeemed him.

When he saw the first rays of sunlight outside, he smelled the scent of irises, which was the smell of freedom.

He decided to repay her, and in this life he served her, protected her, died for her, and killed the world for her. After a few months, he already knows that the outside world is not so simple, but he will learn and work hard.

Learning things other than fighting, in the end, he became her bodyguard, her personal demon slave, and the closest person to her.

He's the alien Vic, and she's Constance.

The crimson aura enveloped the whole audience, and the black aura surrounded Samuel, not spreading, only allowing him to move freely in the crimson aura.

Judging from the ability to automatically control the size of the aura, it is countless times better than Monuvic.

Constance's eyes shrank slightly.

The two sides confronted each other, and neither made the first move.

Monuvic was concerned about Constance, because until now, even Constance had not seen the details of Samuel.

And Samuel, after dealing with the trash fish around him, quietly stopped in a safe position and did not make a move immediately.

The grim face, like a boy next door, was completely unrecognizable as an undead envoy.

The atmosphere became a little suspicious, Constance suddenly smiled, and asked Samuel softly, "I haven't asked your Excellency what to call him." ”