"So, you are now the minions of the King of Death in the world?"

In the huge tomb, An Ling stroked the ghost king's head like a cat, and although the ghost king had a huge body, he still put his body on the edge of the big pit and was obediently caressed by An Ling.

Hearing An Ling's question, the Ghost King immediately replied, "Yes, I am the minions of the King of the Dead in the world. Everything in my soul belongs to the Great Him. ”

"Haha~" An Ling laughed dryly and said: "I have the impression that he is a thoughtful demon king, and he will not do meaningless things, does he have any plan to place you as a chess piece?" Let's hear it. ”

The Ghost King's face suddenly changed drastically, and he said, "Please forgive me for my rudeness, I can't tell you everything, even if I want to, the power in my soul will instantly collapse me." ”

"Oh." An Ling nodded unexpectedly, then tilted his head and said, "Then you are bored, I feel that there is no point in continuing to exist." ”

This ghost king is already in a soul body state, and if An Ling destroys it, he will be directly destroyed, and he will not return to the side of the king of death.

The king of death is also one of the kings of the abyss, but he is not a native demon of the abyss, but a demon king who became after the human necromancer took the initiative to fall into the abyss.

In fact, half of the Abyss Monarchs are the products of the fall of human existence, and there are not many local demons like An Ling who have grown into demon kings.

"No, no, no!"

The Soul King had a terrified look on his face, and pleaded in a wailing voice, "I beg you not to destroy me, for destroying me will not give you any benefit." ”

"Haha." An Ling smiled and stretched out his hand, and the huge ghost king was immediately sucked into his palm and turned into a small ball.

"Demons are not humans, and the trade-off of benefits doesn't affect anything, so I do things according to my preferences."

"Please......"

An Ling snapped his fingers and said, "Time, give me a reason not to kill you." Start now. ”

"I am the founding king of the kingdom of Pena, and if you let me go, I can immediately take over the power, and when the time comes, I can use one country to do everything for you."

"It's kind of interesting, but it's not tempting enough, go on."

"My allegiance has been given to the Great King of the Dead, but the offspring are not, and I can make my descendants loyal to you for generations."

"I'm not interested in this anymore, yet."

"The Great Defiant King has a millennial layout on the West Coast! He wants the world to sink into the Netherworld, a world full of immortal creations! ”

The Ghost King shouted in despair, and after saying that, he was almost already waiting for death in his heart, waiting for the punishment of the King of Death.

But no, he told his master's secret and was not punished.

An Ling could feel that when the Ghost King said his last words, a gaze from the abyss was cast here, and he hurriedly shifted away after taking a look at himself.

It seems that the ghost king is lucky, and the prohibition set by the king of the dead in his soul is not mechanical. The side door also shows that this ghost king is a relatively important pawn in the plan against the king of death, and it is not good to lose.

"Do you feel it, your king has spared you?"

An Ling chuckled and cast the Ghost King with his backhand.

The Ghost King's huge ghost body reappeared in the tomb, only to kneel down again in Anling.

"I feel it, thank you to the great monarch, and thank you greatly."

"That's it."

An Ling snapped his fingers again and said leisurely: "Since your king has forgiven you, tell me what you are going to do after you are resurrected now." ”

"If you're willing to let me go." The Ghost King replied in a deep voice, "I will return to the kingdom of Pena and regain control of the throne through the means reserved for hundreds of years. After that, began to lay out for my great monarch. ”

"Haha, that sounds pretty interesting. But you're a ghostly creature, aren't you afraid that the church and the mage's guild will find out hostile? ”

"I'm not worried about that, if times are the way I am

Imagine the same, then now in the world, the royal power is the most powerful. ”

An Ling waved his hand and said quietly: "I can let you go, but after you go back, immediately arrange the ceremony, I want to meet the king of the dead and talk to him." ”

"I am now walking on earth in the human way, and in the near future I will go to the kingdom of Pena, my name is Anling."

"It must run through your will."

The Ghost King saluted respectfully again. Then he tentatively retreated some distance, and after seeing that An Ling was not blocked, he immediately disappeared through the wall.

An Ling looked at the skeletons under the deep pit of the tomb, suddenly laughed, and said to himself: "The king of vain, the king of despicability, the king of rebellion against death...... One by one, they really began to target the world. It's exactly what I thought, and I don't know how long this world can stand. ”

"The god is dead, and the only hope at this time is probably the Holy Sword Brave, haha. It's a pity that the holy sword is now on me, so this world is hopeless. ”

After sighing happily, An Ling stood up and slowly walked to the door of the tomb.

Outside the door of the tomb, three beautiful girls with different styles are still immersed in nightmares, and it is difficult to extricate themselves. In their different nightmares, the girls have different expressions.

Talia only frowned slightly, looking a little angry, but it was normal, obviously there was nothing dark in her heart, so she wouldn't suffer from nightmares.

Maggie's face was already covered with tears, and there was indescribable pain and sadness between her eyebrows. This shows that she has a tragic memory in her heart.

Amy was the most reflective, not only with tears streaming down her face, but also with a hideous and painful face, and her teeth constantly rubbing back and forth, showing a great look of resentment. It's hard to imagine that this black-haired girl, who usually looks indifferent and doesn't smile, will have such a hideous and painful side.

Clearly, there was a moment of hatred tormenting her own in Amy's heart, and at the moment she was not so much having a nightmare as she had a nightmare.

"What's going on?"

An Ling rubbed his chin and looked at Maggie and Amy curiously, then ingested the power of the holy sword and snapped his fingers.

The three girls woke up slowly, Talia's face was dazed, and Maggie actually wowed, entered An Ling's arms, and cried.

At this moment, the mage leader, who was usually heavy and calm, was as fragile as a child.