"The mercenary king is inside, please come in."

The mercenary who led the way suddenly turned around and said, interrupting Revent's musings. A trace of inspiration that had been quietly coming was blocked by the sudden words, no matter what, Thunder had no way to catch its traces, and the futile thinking made him look a little annoyed, and after squinting at the mercenary who was looking at him with a slight hostility, he stepped over the porch first.

And the mercenary left in place had a pale face, a cold sweat springing out, with dilated pupils and an irrepressible slight tremor on his body, what kind of eyes were there, dead silence, flat, cold, no hostility, no murderous aura, and no friendliness, it was like a cold snoop from another world.

The mercenary who had seen countless strong eyes could not even stop the instinctive emotions born of fear, ignorance, mystery and strangeness at this moment.

The thunder pattern seemed to be unconscious, and the increasingly complex lines on the top of the forehead slowly disappeared, leaving an ordinary and ordinary face, gently pushing open the heavy door, and stepping into a room as dark as the mouth of a giant beast.

There was no light in the empty room, and it looked strangely dim in the light through the closed window, and as his pupils constricted, Revent gradually adapted to the change of light, and everything in the room was presented to him.

Simple, a formulaic table and chairs, and nothing superfluous about the rest. The simplicity of the huge room was outrageous, and the life of an ascetic monk was closer to that of an ascetic monk than that of a king.

Behind the table, a faint figure sat meticulously in the shadows, a woman only recognizable from the slender curves.

After hesitating for a while, there was still a dead silence on the other side without any response, gritting his teeth, Lei Wente resolutely took a step forward, and finally the darkness between the two faded away in the little light, and the figure that gave Lei Wente a huge pressure was faintly revealed in his eyes.

Woman, a woman in her early twenties. It is not an outstanding and beautiful face, but it holds a meticulous delicacy, and the cold face has a thin layer of diaphragm, but it is impossible to see the emotions that should be. The same delicate hands are lightly lined under the nose, and the wandering eyes seem to be thinking about something, but they can't turn out the light that they should have, and the only clear thing in those eyes is only one emotion, pride, unforgettable pride. It was as if nothing could fit into her eyes, nothing could make her value.

The woman didn't move, but set off a burst of accidents in Lei Wente's heart, although this woman's appearance is considered a beauty, but she is not qualified to be rated as the third in the mainland, perhaps the mask she usually wears covers her true face, giving people a strange illusion.

But the moment she looked at this woman's eyes, Lei Wente suddenly felt that this evaluation was so deserved, she definitely deserved the title of the third in the upper continent, or even higher, she was such an ordinary woman, but her eyes were overwhelming, as if she should have been in this position, and she was born to look down from the peak.

Squinting slightly, the complex emotions in them are lingering. Revent finally found the discord she had noticed since she entered, the mask, the woman who had never shown her true face was now wearing the legendary mask on her face.

It was once rumored that the king of Sparta at that time used the private training of his own soldiers in exchange for letting her take off her mask in order to see her true face, but this woman did not hesitate to refuse in public, and in the midst of the heavy siege, she finally walked out faintly in the eyes of everyone, without any scruples, and there was nothing to enter her eyes. The king of Sparta did not give any orders from beginning to end, but then became madly infatuated with this woman, and gave orders in public From then on, the mercenary empire was under the wing of Sparta, and all provocations would be regarded as war by Sparta.

This is also an important reason why the mercenary empire can continue to be peaceful, no one abroad dares to invade easily, and no one dares to rebel easily at home. Warner, the old fox, endured for eight years, and only recently received the promise and funding of the Wizard Empire that he dared to really prepare to do it, but who knew that in the end, he died at the hands of Revent for no apparent reason.

is such a woman, but today she appeared in front of Lei Wente with her original face, is she impressed with herself? Shaking his head, he instantly denied this thought, and the moment he saw that woman's eyes, he knew that there had never been anything in this world that could impress her at least until now. What's that, why she's doing it!? Unless she doesn't care, or doesn't have to ...

This extremely abnormal behavior made the vigilance of Lei Wente's whole body suddenly raised, and under his javelin-like erect body was a kind of beast-like preparation, he had absolute confidence in his own strength, even if he was a high-level sword master, he could have the strength to fight.

He knew that only the dead would make people not have to care in the slightest. If you can't figure out the purpose of this woman, no matter how illogical it is, this is the only guess.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the empty room, he calculated the optimal escape route in an instant, in the life-like bulging muscles, a magical flame was quietly burning, he had already injected magic into his whole body before entering the mercenary palace, although it would cause huge damage later, but it could ensure that he could successfully escape under any circumstances at that time, thinking about all possibilities, absolute caution has always been the secret of Thunder's success.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, a gap in the time of magic passed quietly, Lei Wente still maintained his posture motionless, but the clothes were already wet with sweat, this woman looked at him so plainly, but in her eyes turned into an insurmountable mountain, overwhelming the power without the slightest resistance.

Eventually, Mary moved and gently lowered her hands and sat up straight, her eyes flashing with a hint of fleeting disappointment.

"Are you the one who destroyed the Great Temple of Herios?"

Narrowing her eyes slightly, she asked coldly.

In an instant, Revent's blood seemed to rush directly to his brain, and he couldn't keep any calm anymore, knocking over all the cups and plates like a buzzing sound. His eyes contracted unconsciously, and the sweat gushed out like a spring.

Someone casually revealed his biggest secret, he never thought that the things that had been buried deep in his heart like an abyss would be revealed so easily, and the huge shock generated in it made Lei Wente's pores explode, and he unconsciously gasped for heavy breath. What will happen if this secret is known by the Divine Court, he is shocked just thinking about it.

Damn it, kill her, kill her!

In an instant, the thought invaded all of his mind, and a torrent of killing intent poured out of Leiwente's eyes, and the temperature of the room fell out of thin air, as cold as a cellar.

Mary Virgin ignored Rewent's murderous aura, but there was a faint disappointment in her eyes, and then she didn't go.

However, this casual feeling seemed to set off a ringing ancient bell in Lei Wente's brain, and in an instant all the chaos was quiet, and the murderous aura that permeated the entire room was taken back by him little by little.

The whole face was completely quiet, but there was a ray of unstoppable madness buried under the skin.

The corners of his mouth curled and mocked, since others dared to say it in front of him, it meant that he was absolutely fearless, and he was really an idiot, but this woman must die. His eyes changed from cold to cold, and he became a gap between different worlds.

"Who are you?"

Facing the mercenary king, Raylot finally asked such a strange question.

For the first time, there was a faint surprise in Mary's eyes, but she directly withdrew her gaze on Revent, as if she had lost her interest now, making him feel a burst of suffocation, dry! When have I ever been despised like this?

"Blasphemous, you have sinned against the most essential sin, and you cannot be saved, you... It can only be destroyed. ”

The woman didn't answer Lei Wente's question, but her eyes flashed with a soft white light, and she said lightly, and instantly a pair of huge light wings spread out behind her back, and just a dance covered the entire room.

Lei Wente, who had just quieted down, exploded directly again, this tone, this light! How could he not know, Divine Court! Damn, it turned out to be the Divine Court that he didn't want the other party to know the most, how could it leak, how could it leak, Dracula, you old thing fooled me!

The quiet head was chaotic again, and the sudden tendons were beating wildly on his forehead, the situation had completely exceeded all his expectations, and the pressure emanating from the woman's body made Revent feel like a candle in the wind.

Do it!! In the end, this was only one thought rolling in Thunder's head, because his whole body felt that if he didn't do it now, he would never have a chance to make a move.

The muscles of the whole body squirmed slightly, and in an instant, the fist exploded with pitch-black thunder, but the surrounding flesh and blood began to crack wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it was scorched by electricity, and Lei Wente's face was now as calm as a ghost, almost distorted to the point of disbelief.

It was as if the magic and fighting energy of the whole body had swept over the right arm, and a tide of magic power was unexpectedly swung around it, stirring up the space and scattering it.

The excessive concentration of power had already made him feel uncontrollable, and the backlash brought a heart-piercing pain, and Lei Pattern was almost crazy with discomfort.

Finally, the ground under his feet cracked like a spider's web, and the accumulated thunder was also shot in an instant, the pitch-black fist was like an arrow shot out in an instant with a full bow, and a piercing sonic boom exploded in the air, and the thunder and lightning directly broke through the thick white light in front of Mary Zhennu and blasted towards her fragile body.

With the smoke and dust of magical power, Lei Wente's entire body looked almost elongated by a whole meter, and a giant spirit demon god stepped on the ground, with a terrible wind roar, and sat quietly in place, the weak and petite Mary Zhennu presented a dazzling contradiction, two contrasts of extreme strength.