To tell a lie, it takes ten lies to make a lie. The so-called prophecy at the beginning was only said in order to live because he felt the threat of death in him. But the Sui knew that Artdusty didn't believe it, but Rouga's affair went so well that she mistakenly thought that Atdusty had given her some trust.

It was just a delusion, and if it hadn't been for her sudden illness, Artdust would have killed Cain long ago. But now he said that Cain would be spared, no, it was a temptation, he wanted to know more.

She's suspicious of me, and Artedust's eyes narrowed, and the gold streaks cut a thin hole somewhere beside her.

"Delicious girl, did you come to see me?"

I don't know when the Cain boss, who was obviously far away and was about to fight the demon king to the end, suddenly rushed in the direction of the Sui, and his body was so fast that he was about to come over in the blink of an eye.

And then ······ Kicked by Vashak······

The Sui just wanted to pluck out their ears, and she heard her right, it wasn't delicious, it was cute, yes, cute.

Atdusti removed the barrier, and Vashak saluted, "King, you are here. ”

"You, are you alright?" the Sui crouched down to look closely, and his unintentional action caused Vashak to reach out and shrink the hand she was holding, and the corners of his mouth curled in a familiar arc:

"It's fine. ”

At that moment, she really felt that the senior who had supported her to grow up in a foreign country had returned.

As if he hadn't seen anything, he said, "Vashak, you're not moving very fast, he's still in good spirits after so long." ”

The body of the Son of God is still very good, and even if he is kicked into a meteor by Vashak, he will come back quickly. "Are you coming to see me? What's your name?"

As Cain spoke, his fingers flicked, and a large handful of roses appeared and was handed to the Sue. With a wave of his hand, Artedust's delicate rose turned into a pile of sand and fell from Cain's hand.

For the first time in her life, she received flowers from others, but she didn't dare to accept them, who knows if the uncertain king next to her would directly turn her into a pile of sand.

Their seemingly friendly conversation didn't affect the battlefield, and at some point the Thirteen Clans didn't get into the army with the bright red armor. The hands of the Bloods are like the sharpest and strongest weapons in the world, slashing armies and breaking gaps wherever they go.

"It's too weak, and sure enough, there is an army for every leader," Cain patted the sand in his hand, and although he mocked Varshak's words, his eyes gave the Sui an autumn spinach.

The Sui were so cold that they beat several spirits and turned their gaze to the battlefield. "Who do you think will win?"

"Whoever you think will win, then he is the winner. Atdusty watched as the thirteen sharp blades slashed the army into pieces, revealing a hint of meaning.

The Sui didn't speak, last time she made a reckless word that made Vashak fall straight down, and she didn't want to fan the same mistake.

The battlefield vision protruded, scattered armor scattered on the ground, but there was not a single corpse or blood. The Thirteen Clans were indeed in a no-man's land, but the armor that fell behind them actually moved on its own, slowly moving, piecing together feet, legs, torso, and limbs, and finally the helmet jumped up and comforted and rested on the shoulder.

A black mist appeared out of thin air in the helmet, faintly glowing with green flames.

Sui was stunned, she swallowed stiffly, and couldn't help but shrink back a few times at Heather.