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"Go, see, don't let people rest?" Provence said to a royal primary-rank flame giant beside him, like this guy Provence can conclude that it will definitely be a dead end in the next Zerg siege.

It was only that he soon realized that this behavior was completely unnecessary.

"I'm back with Place, little cubs, do you want me?" a very heroic voice sounded from afar.

"Damn, this guy is back. Isn't he afraid of death?" Provence hugged his head in annoyance.

This guy doesn't have anything to do with the heroic stuff.

Cruel, tyrannical, short-tempered, chaotic and changeable personality, he doesn't fall out of any of the abyssal demons.

In this place on the planet Terrence, he learned from those devils treacherous cunning and retribution, and he was the most terrible memory of Provence's life in the death camp.

It's just that this guy's strength is surprisingly strong, the long-arm force demon is not a high-level race of the demon clan, and there are many saint-level Great Perfection death camp areas in this area.

But this guy has become the strongest in this death camp by beating those high-priced existences.

But didn't this guy leave the death camp before the previous Zerg siege?

After seeing the terrifying power of those zergs, he dared to come back?

Provence can't see through this guy anymore.

"This is it, it's still comfortable to live in. I'll choose this one, and let me in. April's voice came from outside the door.

Damn, this bastard is still going to live here. Uncle, are you going to harm others?

"Then this is it, Lord Eplis, don't cripple anyone again, it's hard for us to do it. "That's the voice of the guards of the Death Camp, and they're also having a headache with the thorn in the head of Aprilis.

It's just that this guy has a cunning that is not commensurate with his appearance, he will never kill him, at most he will crush every bone in your body, so that you will be crippled directly but not endangered by your life.

According to the rules of the death camp, these guards really have no way to take Eplis.

"Definitely, definitely..."

Then there was a very insincere response and the sighs of the guards, who could see that what they had just said was in vain.

"Zila!"

The door opened, and a blinding stream of sunlight shone in, and the person who was shining on it could not open his eyes at all.

In the sunlight was an abyssal demon with a huge body, and its huge body almost blocked the entire door.

It was a humanoid monster about five meters tall, his skin was pitch black, his arms were knee-long, his left palm was only three fingers, and he had razor-like sharp nails covered with the terrifying remnants of the law of power.

This guy's face is extremely ugly, and the row of black sharp teeth in his mouth protrudes directly out of his mouth, exposing him to the air.

A pair of bulging goldfish-like eyes, the eyes are pitch black, and a pair of black horns more than half a meter long on the top of his head.

The muscles with clear lines all over the body hide explosive power, and the whole body seems to be pregnant with terrifying power that can tear the heavens and the earth, which is eye-catching.

"Ellie Jie little girl, your love for Pulis husband is here. Epulis shouted loudly as he entered.

Alyselle is a saint-level Great Perfection succubus, and the second strongest person in this room in the past, and has a very unclear relationship with Eples, but she died during the siege of Ahmai City by the Zerg army last time.

"Ellie, little darling, Kaysax, Llorana?"

One by one, Epplis called out by name, but no one could respond to him.

These were all saint-level beings who once lived here, but they were all torn to shreds in front of Provence's eyes in the last battle.

"They're gone, Big Brother April. ”

Except for another old man in the death camp who survived the previous siege of the Zerg army, those guys who were sent to the death camp in the past few days were surprised to find that the provencal brother who had been majestic in the past few days was now honestly like a turtle grandson.

"Yo, it's the unlucky ghost Provence, are you still alive?"

Unlucky Provence is the nickname of Provence.

As a guy who drank himself to the death camp and easily solved his best bed partner, Provence has long been a well-known person in the death camp.

Provence, the unlucky ghost, is the nickname people give him.

Of course, this nickname is not something that everyone dares to call.

It's just that the guy across Provence right now is definitely qualified to call him that.

"Brother April, thanks to you, I'm still alive. ”

Provence had a smile on his face, and he didn't know how hard he had to hold back this little smile.

"What about the others?"

"Dead, all dead. ”

Then there was a long silence.

"Brother April, you shouldn't have come back. ”

In fact, this is not Provence's true words, even at the moment when the zerg with domain power rushed to Provence, the only thought in his heart was "Why isn't this bastard Apulis here? Why didn't he die today?"

Before that battle, Ephelis had just been released from the Death Camp, which allowed him to be lucky enough to avoid the siege of the Zerg army.

"No way, who told me not to control these hands? I had to stay for a few more days, trouble! I haven't had enough fun in the city, a few newcomers came to Lichun Courtyard, and I heard that the skin and tender meat were fine, so I had to go to the party again in a few days. ”

Eplis looked depressed, forgetting about Lichunyuan, and knew that he wouldn't be in a hurry to kill that nasty minotaur.

In a few days, I want you to have this life! I will go back to Lichun Courtyard to have a show...

Provence glanced at Eppolis in disgust, but his mouth was quite respectful.

"That's, Brother April, you're here, what are these zergs? I'll follow you, big brother. ”

But Provence knew that this nasty creature had no hope of returning to Ahme.

Lishunin, newcomer, next life.

Provence's eyes were now full of excitement, and he knew that it was a terrible thing to know that he was not far from death, and at this time, the best gift was to send the person he hated the most to die with him.

Provence felt that the great wolf god had heard his prayers, and sent the nasty fellow Eppolis to the death camp to accompany him.

Otherwise, how could this guy kill people indiscriminately and enter the death camp again?