Demon King Evolution History

If she has a gentle 'feminine' charm, it can be said to be perfect.

Unfortunately, God did not prepare such a gift for her.

Even though she is rated as beautiful and reliable, she is a 'female' who has nothing to do with being cute.

"I'm sorry, it's almost time for me to go. The scheduled jobs are full."

"Is that so? Sorry to bother you."

It's time to get busy.

After listening to Jack's words, Annie shrugged slightly, and said without moving her brows.

Then, added another sentence.

"There will be a day when both of you will be free. Please be free then."

"Got it. Let's talk slowly then."

Jack replied with a wry smile.

She is a little weird because she is not good at communicating with people.

There isn't the friendly feel of an American, but Anne Charlton is definitely not a heartless person.

Just not good at expressing emotion.

Saying goodbye to the assistant he met by chance, Jack walked to his car.

In this way, Anne's workplace is opening up an enchantment.

Although I want to warn her, but forget it.

Explanation is too 'spend' time.

After getting into the car, Jack eliminated her matter from his mind. .

Chapter 57 God Patriarch Anshela's Defeat

As a result, the trump card did not come in handy.

The frustrated Jack has been watching the ceremony in a daze.

The sun was setting and night had fallen quietly.

The Full Moon is in the sky, just west of the Midheaven.

On the deck of a luxury passenger ship moored in Long Beach Port, one wonders if it is the Carnival of Venice. About 50 people, men and women, young and old, are gathering in strange costumes.

No, it is already concentrated.

They wear dresses of various colors, capes, hats or scarves, all in all anachronistic clothing.

And masks.

There is only a 'hole' in the eye area, all kinds of 'exquisite' masks.

This is not an aristocratic group of laid-back gentlemen and ladies who hold masquerade balls.

They are all magicians of the Lord of the Flies, monsters gathered for the resurrection of the god Anshera.

However, basically everyone was covered in blood, was seriously injured, and was about to die.

...go back an hour.

Back to the time when the magicians gathered at the night party, put the coffin of the sleeping god ancestor in the center, raised the sky to the climax and started the ceremony at the same time.

Today, the people on this boat are not ordinary people.

Crew and staff, all Lord of the Flies members.

Except for one person, Jack Milburn, who deliberately sneaked in in disguise.

His clothing is a black cloak and tuxedo, as well as a mask.

"God who protects us, please grant us the favor of the 'queen'!"

"God who protects us, please grant us the favor of the 'queen'!"

Everyone was 'chanting' and chanting strange incantations, forming a circle, immersed in the ritual of sorcery.

There stayed uncomfortably, responding to their Jack.

He has only accumulated magic talent through training, and he can only feel that his magic power is constantly increasing.

It's almost time to hide the magic gun but not bother because of this thick cloak.

The physical examination was not that nervous, but on the contrary, I was very excited.

'Touch' the magic gun in the cloak, and read this to be lucky, please give me blessings.

Immediately there was an effect.

All the surrounding mana disappeared, and the ceremony ended in failure.

However, the sorcerers said so.

Failed.