"Do you want to leave?"

With a demonic murmur from hell, Harmon Cook stood in front of the two of them.

Just now, when Ke Wang unleashed the Nine Heavens Thunder, Hamon Cook took the first step to sense the danger with his beast-like instinct, and retreated in time to avoid the deadly threat, so that he was able to escape death.

However, Hamon Cook is not comfortable either, his current appearance is completely different from the cold and resolute middle-aged city lord before.

His turban had been lost in the devastating catastrophe just now, and his long black hair was scattered and disheveled, making people shudder like a demon.

There were also several deep scars on his face, which were the result of the flying stones when "Uncle Lei" destroyed the Lord's Mansion. The blood slowly flowed down his cheeks, making it even more strange and terrifying.

And his original exquisite costume was also reduced to pieces in the escape, and hung firmly on Harmon Cook's body, adding a strength of his own to his embarrassment.

However, even if he was so embarrassed, the momentum on his body was shocking, and it was completely different from what he had just now. The two were blocked by Harmon Cook like this, and their momentum was overwhelming for a while.

"I didn't expect you to have such hole cards, I was negligent! However, if you think this is the end of the matter, you are very wrong!"

Hamon Cook was firing at full strength, and a powerful True Qi continued to emerge from him, drumming up the fragments of clothes all over his body.

Ke Wang and Angel were both at the end of their crossbows, and there was no room to fight back, and they were all rushed by Hamon Cook's true anger, and they both fell to the ground, unable to move. Seeing Hamon Cook walking towards them step by step, they could only wait for death weakly.

"Don't worry, king, I won't kill you! A king who is still alive is more useful than a dead king. As long as you are obedient, I will let you live to the end of your life!"

Harmon Cook's mental state was obviously not quite right, his bloodshot eyes were full of desire and pride, and there was a little hysteria in his expression when he looked at the two.

"As for you, my princess! The people of Zhivadin need you, and only you can make them regain their roots, and there will be no more rebellion and war! I also need you, after becoming the mistress of Zhivadin, those damned old fellows will put down their cheap loyalty in their hearts and do things for me honestly! The union of the two of us is the will of God! When I become the "king", you will be my queen!"

"You're dreaming! I won't marry you if I die!" Angel roared and grabbed the stone next to him and threw it at Harmon Cook, just hitting Harmon Cook's head, but it was bounced away by his true qi and did not cause any real damage.

Ke Wang smiled bitterly and shook his head. Man is a sword, I am a fish. How can they be able to resist life and death? Reckless action is just a stupid provocation!

Sure enough, Harmon Cook was enraged. He was already a little mentally abnormal, and as soon as he was stimulated, it was easy to fall into a state of blood obsession.

Harmon Cook's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and he suddenly struck, grabbed Angel, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her high into the sky: "Don't you know the current situation?

Angel rolled his eyes in a pinch, struggling to inflict some damage on Hamon Cook, but he was bounced away by the protective true qi on his body, and it didn't work at all. Angel's struggle became weaker and weaker, and his breathing gradually became smaller, and he was about to be strangled to death by Hamon Cook.

"Let go of her, what's coming at me!" Ke Wang shouted, provoking Harmon Cook in a state of blood.

Hearing this, Hamon Cook immediately let go of Angel, rushed to Ke Wang, clenched his hands into fists, lifted his Xuan Gong, and smashed it hard at Ke Wang's limbs.

Now Harmon Cook can no longer be regarded as a person, just a beast driven by instinct, with only the idea of killing in his head.

Ke Wang's limbs were knocked off one by one by Hamon Cook, but fortunately, his pain was paralyzed, so he did not die of pain. The pain caused by these broken muscles and bones is already light compared to the torture suffered when I was in Changbai Mountain.

Angel wanted to come to the rescue, but saw Ke Wang very calmly lip syncing to her.

"Let's go!"

This is a silent command, representing Ke Wang's last wish. But how could Angel bear to leave?

"Stop!" Angel ignored Ke Wang's order, and without hesitation, he pounced on him, punching and kicking Harmon Cook uselessly.

Ke Wang sighed and closed his eyes. Women are sometimes really willful and speechless, and it is better to die alone than two people together. He caught Harmon Cook's attention, and she gave up the last chance of escape. Now I'm afraid it's really going to be wiped out!

Once again, Enraged, Hamon Cook frantically threw Angel, who was harassing him, out of the air, and the black that represented reason in his eyes gradually receded, replaced by a bright red that was absolutely crazy, and the murderous aura in his body was about to overflow.

The current Harmon Cook doesn't think about weighing the pros and cons, he really kills!

Seeing that the two of them were about to be killed by the mad Harmon Cook, a fiery red figure flew from the air at this critical moment.

"Brute!

The air suddenly became hot, as if the hot wind that could melt the steel was coming towards Hamon Cook.

Harmon Cook was stirred by the hot wind and regained a sense of consciousness. Feeling this familiar attack, Hamon Cook was startled and hurriedly jumped backwards.

Hamon Cook was right, not long after he jumped out, a fireball suddenly fell from the sky where he was standing, smashing a large crater. Everything in the pit was consumed by the flames and turned into nothing in an instant.

Hamon Cook finally stood on his feet, and looking at the woman in front of him who had done a good job for him, he gritted his teeth and spat out a sentence from his mouth.

"High Priestess!"

The visitor was wearing a flaming red cloak, his long hair was also fiery red to his waist, his beautiful face was as cold as ice with a hint of anger, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared directly at Hamon Cook, which was also full of anger. The aura full of danger and violence constantly emanates from her body, making people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

She is the high priest of the south of the clouds. At this critical moment, she finally arrived at the battlefield!