Chapter 641: What Is God? (4)
Mata XIII glared at Hillman: "You damned ......"
After all, it is his own grandson who has his own blood flowing in his blood, and all the vicious words, Mata XIII does not know how to export.
Only Margaret III stared at Hillman and said unhurriedly, "Just like your damned mother...... The small-bastard, ...... with her lowly blood in her veins"
"Ah, you killed Mackay, you killed Donn, and even, I judge, Magnum, who was exiled and imprisoned in Fort Hydrera, has been poisoned by you?"
"Oh, oh, I want this bad old woman, afraid that there will be no one to inherit the throne of the empire, and I will be open to you and show mercy to my subordinates? Ho ho, what a naïve idea! ”
Margrethe III stared at Hillman with a strange gaze.
Half an hour ago, Hillman's words would have made her angry and made her hesitate.
Yes, if Hillman's henchmen, along with their allies hiding in the gutter, really killed all the direct descendants of Margaret and Mata XIII, perhaps Margrethe III would consider giving Hillman a hard lesson to them, and finally be forced to let Hillman sit on the throne.
Just like it was back then......
Margrethe III led the army to besiege Hydra Palace, and just an hour later, Emperor Duolun did not bother too much, and took the initiative to hand over the throne.
Hydra is chaotic, evil, and insane...... But they're not stupid.
Even when they are at their most chaotic, evil, and insane, they still know how to get the most out of it and maintain the most basic balance.
Therefore, Hillman and they are so decisive, if they really do what Hillman said, Margrethe III may really be jealous, and the final result is likely to be as they wish.
But now......
"Even if all those unfortunate children are dead...... "Margaret III's voice rang in Mata XIII's head, "Honey, do you know why I treat that little fat man so kindly? ”
Margrethe III smiled happily: "This old fellow Mediga is actually hiding such a thing...... The Staff of Doren can only be driven by the bloodline of Hydra, and only the direct descendants of Doren can control ......"
"Joe, it's our kid...... I don't know which little bastard is out there to make trouble...... He should be our grandchild, or one of our great-grandchildren...... Well, when I'm done with this, I'll have to find out which little bastard did the good thing. ”
"No wonder I fell in love with this little fat man at first sight."
"Haha, he pleases me more than Magnum, Mackay, Freret, Isaac...... That group of girls, not to mention, none of them can compare to Joe's ......"
"No wonder he loves the food I cooked for him...... He's my real good baby! ”
Margrethe III's face tensed, and she made an expression of anger and madness.
But the voice that she had brought into the mind of Mata XIII with her secret technique was full of joy and inexplicable snort.
Mata XIII maintained an angry, frantic expression, but his gaze was glazed for a moment—it was ...... Joe, the little guy with a big round face and inexplicably favoring people, is really his own child?
Mata XIII suddenly realized why Vigrar insisted on serving in the Southern District and refused to stay in the headquarters of the Inspectorate of Hyderabad.
Feelings, is it to escort Joe?
So, Joe is his child?
Something seems wrong.
So...... Mata XIII gritted his teeth and silently squeezed out a name from between his teeth.
Only one person's illegitimate child can make Vigral pay the price for more than ten years to be a nanny in Tulun Port.
Ha, that one and Vigral are so good that they can wear a pair of pants, they were rampant in the imperial capital when they were young, and they did countless bad things, and then finally changed their minds and became a prince seriously......
"Our great-grandchildren...... Yes! The voice of Mata XIII full of amazement sounded in the mind of Margaret III: "Eighteen years old...... Hehe, it was ...... eighteen years ago"
"Hell...... In this way, his mother was the last female archduke of the Principality of Thousand Lakes! Margrethe III was also amazed: "I remember clearly, those two little bastards, eighteen years ago, they stayed in the Principality of Thousand Lakes for more than a year for no reason...... Time, right...... That kind of thing, some little bastard can do it! ”
"But he himself doesn't seem to know that Joe is his child." Mata XIII said to Margrethe III in confusion.
"Vigrar, as well as Hesse and Leah, hid it from him...... So, what are they worried about? Margrethe III's voice was also full of depression: "Oh, I see, the reputation of the imperial family is indeed too cruel...... My kind, kind old grandmother has been rumored to be like a demon by them. ”
Margrethe III's expression became more and more fierce.
Suspended in the air, Hillman, who was confronting Margaret III, was inexplicably nervous when he saw her changing expression.
For decades, Margrethe III's reputation made Hillman subconsciously withdraw from the boss.
High in the air, there was a crazy 'hissing' sound.
Hillman's body is full of fierce flames.
He raised his hands in the air and hissed, "Bless me, O great Heringle!" ”
"Chaos is the beginning of everything."
"Destruction is the end of everything."
"You are the power of the beginning, you are the abyss of the end, I inherit the power of your bloodline, may the hiss of Hydra envelop all things!"
"May your shadow reign over all!"
"From the corporeal."
"To the Invisible Spirit!"
Hillman's roar won the feedback of the impossibly large figure in the void.
Hillman's body was swelling and wriggling, and under his skin, large swaths of black scales grew densely. With a piercing roar, Hillman turned into a jet-black hydra with a body length of more than ten miles in front of everyone's eyes.
The long neck swayed from side to side, and nine huge snake heads spewed smoke and fire.
Ninefold nested inside and outside, the aura of magic patterns of different colors surged and spread rapidly under Hillman's huge body, and the castle where Hillman was located had been reduced to nothing, the earth was gradually corrupted and eroded, and there was a downpour of rain in the air.
The land within a radius of 100 miles where Hillman was located quickly turned into a viscous and damp swamp!
"This is the blessing of the great Lord of Hydra...... Oh, the blood of those wastes, made me ...... It can only make me! ”
"That's power, power!"
"My grandmother, Your Majesty, do you still want to rebel against me at this moment?"