Asdubar Victor just has no moral bottom line, not no brains.

If just a few verbal provocations lead to a big loss, he will not be able to sit for long as he is the overlord of the hidden capital.

"I remember you, stupid monkey, I will come to you, and when that time comes, you will have the opportunity to taste all the punishments that have existed since the birth of the universe." The Lord of Comoros looked fiercely at the young man opposite him with a fierce gaze.

The Dark Spirit Clan's viciousness is well-known in the galaxy, and Victor, who is the big boss, is naturally the best among them.

During the millennia of years at the helm of the Dark City, there were many people who tried to offend his majesty, but almost without exception they all met with tragic deaths.

Some of the "lucky ones" barely survived by becoming part of Victor's private collection—they were given only a minimum of life so that the Overlord of the Hidden Capital could brush up on the torture skills he had mastered in the bodies of these former enemies when he had nothing to do.

"In the face of the powerful offensive launched by the Imperial side, the Overlord of the Hidden Capital felt powerless, and he knew that he had no chance of winning, and he could only put down his cruel words and let out one after another roar of impotence from the weak." Wei Mu didn't care about this, and continued to speak to himself.

I don't know how many people the whole galaxy wants to kill him, but there is no pressure at all to have such an extra one.

Don't wait for anything to come, if you have the ability, kill me now.

Wei Mu knew that since the other party dared to really attack the Spirit Clan alliance and had not succeeded in taking down the Goddess of Life, it meant that he would face huge trouble next—all the Spirit Clan factions would hate him to the core, including the opposition in the Dark Spirit Clan.

Victor's dominance in the Comoros will be greatly weakened.

The greater the benefit, the greater the risk, and there is only a thin line between becoming the Phoenix King and being spurned by thousands of people.

However, Evelene's refusal to give in to the intense pressure of the annihilation of the race led to the latter.

"The great Lord of Comoros, I am willing to take off the head of that monkey for you, or chop him directly into meat sauce and imprison his soul or something, all you need is your command."

On a rare occasion, a Dark Spirit general named Muwar stepped forward and offered his courtesy in a humble and flattering manner.

It's rare for someone to dare to mess with Mauwiket, and this is a good opportunity for him to increase his influence.

Despite the great rebellion that this Overlord of the Nether Capital has done to the detriment of the interests of the entire Spirit Race, there are still people who succumb to the monstrous power he has built up over thousands of years.

Lao Qiudeng has lived too long to become a sperm, and all kinds of dirty and weird methods have emerged in an endless stream.

Even if this guy is killed in front of everyone, his body is crushed and his bones are scattered, and his soul is torn to pieces, there will still be many people who fear and fear him, and the legacy will shock the Comoros for centuries or more.

"Do you think I'm a person who can be easily swayed by emotions?" Victor yelled at his subordinates, "Don't worry about those stupid and lowly monkeys, reclaiming our loot is the most important thing!" ”

At such a critical time, Asdubar Victor naturally couldn't spare his energy to deal with the vigil on the other side, even though he hated Vimu so much that he gritted his teeth.

This is clearly a trap.

At this moment, only by taking Aisha can he complete his Jedi comeback.

"Yes, sir!" Muwar nodded.

The Dark Elves are attacking their fellow citizens in a frenzy.

As the main inheritors of the Old Saint's legacy, the Dark Spirits are the only race that can match the space necrons in terms of technology.

Even if they disable psionic energy for fear of Slaanesh, and many technologies cannot be activated, they still wield great power.

For example, that small bottled black hole can engulf thousands of people the moment it is released.

Another example is a miniature supernova that can be controlled, and it is no problem to blow up a giant city.

Since the Dark Elves feed on pain, they rarely use these devastating weapons - doing so will only euthanize their victims, and the most primitive forms of killing and torture are their favorites.

But at this moment, they don't care about so much.

If the Elven coalition recognized Victor's dominance and made him successfully crowned as the Phoenix King of the All-Elves, then Victor would still care a little bit about the lives of his people, after all, those were his assets.

Since the other party clearly intends to collude with the monkey to continue to resist, then he doesn't need to care about anything.

What does not belong to him, even if it is destroyed, what does it have to him?

The Overlord of the Nether Capital raised the scepter in his hand, and the energy that was enough to destroy the world began to gather around him.

Seeing this, Wei Mu suddenly felt bad, and while scolding the old man for not talking about martial arts, he also began to mobilize the power of the Green Lantern Ring.

After going through many events, his abilities have become a lot stronger, and he doesn't know if he will be able to withstand the next impact.

"Your reign ends here, damn Victor!"

At this moment, a richly dressed Dark Spirit woman with a folding fan in her hand stepped forward.

With her words, a large number of Dark Spirit warriors suddenly turned against their former masters.

"Can't hold it back, dead slut!" Victor was interrupted and pointed at the woman and yelled, "I saw your disgusting ambitions a long time ago, and the only thing I regret is that I didn't get rid of you in time and just banished you!" ”

The man who started the rebellion was none other than Lady Aurelia Marles, one of the most powerful nobles in the Comoros and the chief consul of the Foul Tongue Conspiracy.

It was she who, through a series of schemes, stole the precious panacea STC from the Empire and made her famous in Comoros.

But beyond that, Madame Mareth has other special statuses - she is the ex-girlfriend of Asdubar Victor.

"Are you embarrassed to mention what happened back then?" Hearing this, the Lady of the Poisonous Tongue immediately became furious, "It was you who deprived me of everything and expelled me from the court for no reason, even after all I have worked so hard to strengthen your position, and when my revenge comes upon you, how dare you claim that the responsibility for all this lies with me?" ”

"I just foresaw the situation in advance, and it turns out that I was right, you are a dangerous viper, Aurelia Marles, and you will dress yourself up as a harmless animal!" Victor said confidently.

There are no pure emotions between the dark spirits, only mutual use.

And when the two successfully established a huge family business, and there was no outsider to challenge, the person next to the pillow became the biggest threat.

This is actually in line with the rules of the game of the dark spirits, but it does not mean that the party being cleaned up will willingly accept the treatment they receive.

"If you use it and throw it away, and by the way, you will deduct a string of trumped-up charges on the victim's head, can you be more shameless? Asdubar Victor! Mareth gritted her teeth at this.

"It's the right thing to do with a woman like you."

"And you're going to pay for it!"

"Poisonous woman!"

"Scumbag!"

"Hugh thinks that this little trick can bring me down, and this time I will not show mercy to my men."

"As if you could understand the meaning of the word 'mercy', today is the day your ambitions are shattered."

The two pointed at each other and scolded.

(End of chapter)