Bride of the Great Demon King

When the queen finished her prayer and returned to the room, her footsteps only stopped for a second for the man in black who shouldn't be here.

Then her eyes fell on the man who was sitting on the bed.Her husband, one of Garland's wisest monarchs, was looking up at the ceiling with blank eyes, as if there was something special about it.

"Your Excellency is disgraceful to use such a method." Trying to suppress the sadness in her heart, the queen looked at the black warrior with a calm gaze, "I am looking forward to a more dignified confrontation with Ferondo on the battlefield."

"Sorry, but the Golden Lion wants more than you can imagine, so much so that he's worried if it's possible to accomplish such an ambition in his lifetime." Darth Vader explained the origin of the plot in the most disrespectful tone possible.

"William..." The queen bit her lower lip and looked at her husband with almost despairing eyes, "Will he continue like this?"

"Yes. What you see now is the husk of King Garland. Having drank my blood, his soul will be mine forever. After all, one of my tasks is to ensure that he does not become a Foron in the future." There are many obstacles on the way forward."

"But you are still here waiting for me," said the queen in a calm tone.The other party chose to stay here naturally not to say hello to her before leaving. At this moment, she is only glad that her eldest son is under the protection of the royal guard and tens of thousands of people. It can still continue to exist.

"I'm not waiting for you." The black warrior smiled lightly, "I'm just waiting for the tears of St. Mark."

The queen's hands trembled, and she immediately understood that no matter how she tried to conceal it, there was no reason why the enemies who had already learned from the king where the holy artifacts were were not aware of, and that thing was hidden in her necklace pendant.

The slender fingers tightly grasped the beautiful sapphire pendant.

"Please don't worry, I have always been very gentle towards a beauty like you." The black warrior took off his silver mask casually, and under the mask was a beautiful smiling young boy's face.The two white canines exposed from the lips actually give people an extremely charming feeling.

"In the process of losing all the blood in your body, not only will you not feel any pain, but you will get great pleasure."

3 minutes later--

"My lord, have you got it?"

"En." The leader of the black warrior replied absently, and easily picked up the queen who was a head taller than him, and placed this beautiful woman who looked as if she was alive, but her face was slightly pale, beside her husband. .

"What's the cheering outside?"

"It should be Jialan's first prince who is making the plague medicine."

"A farce!" The leader of the black warrior snorted coldly, "Compared to the golden lion, he is not even a cub."

The blood race in the dark adjusted the mask on his face, and walked out of the king's bedroom without looking back.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

The girl in white robe on the horse frowned, and suddenly reined in.The dark aura emanating from the palace was so powerful that it made one's heart palpitate.That lady should still be in the palace now, right?Reinhardt Wei restrained her strong desire to find out, and swung her whip vigorously.

"Nothing. Come with me to the Royal Plaza!"

"Can we start?" The first prince confirmed to the great magician beside him for the last time.

"Of course, Your Highness George. Thinner is fully prepared and ready to begin."

"it is good!"

The prince raised his head and glanced at his citizens, looking at those faces full of expectation.These people trusted him, relied on him, were loyal to him, pinned their hopes on him, and some of them might give their lives for him on the battlefield in the future.It is thousands and thousands of such people who make up a great kingdom and will belong to his kingdom.

"Glory belongs to Jialan!"

The young prince let go of his palm, and the staff in his hand instantly fell into the hot magic potion.

"Is there still no way to fix the wheels?" Bairiel held the blade of lies tightly and poked his head out of the carriage.I don't know why, tonight, as time goes by, he always has an increasingly ominous premonition, as if something terrible is about to happen.

"I'm trying my best! If it doesn't work, I have to change the car. I should be able to borrow one from old Henry, and he should be at home at this time." The coachman squatting beside the wheel replied loudly.

This evening, after confirming that his friend was completely fine, the clerk sent the boy to the carriage as promised.Perhaps out of some kind of special kindness, the coachman led the boy to the gate of the city without even asking.It's a pity that before the carriage reached the east gate, a wheel suddenly got stuck.According to the coachman, this kind of situation is quite rare, and I'm afraid it won't be repaired in a while.

Will something happen again?

From the moment he arrived in Notley City, the ensuing accidents made Bairiel have to suspect that there was an invisible hand manipulating everything.

"Cough...cough cough cough cough..." Ever since he suddenly fainted once a day ago, the boy's cough has become more and more severe. Every time he needs to spend a lot of effort to forcefully restrain the uncomfortable feeling deep in his throat . "Don't go back. If not, you can take me out of the city on foot!"

"How can this be done? You are the person who was told by Master Nieman. I promised to ensure that you will be delivered safely. Besides, there is still a long way to go before leaving the city." The coachman took a look and changed. It was pitch black, "Why don't you wait for me here, and I'll go find old Henry? I hope he didn't go to the Royal Plaza to watch the excitement today."

"Okay..." The boy had no choice but to nod.

As soon as the coachman left, the boy immediately hid in the carriage.Fortunately, the East Gate tonight was far less crowded than before. It took a long time for a car or a few pedestrians to pass by the carriage parked by the roadside.

It should be because of George's successful production of the special medicine, right?

Thinking of the fate that the staff that had accompanied him for a long time was about to face, Bairiel couldn't help clenching his fists.

"what?"

A large carriage stopped suddenly while passing by, which surprised Bailier.

"What a powerful holy power, could it be... that what we are looking for is here?" When the voice rang again, it was already in Bailie's carriage.

Why does this voice sound familiar?

Bailiel tried hard to hold his breath, but he didn't know that the light element on his body was like a torch in the dark, allowing the other party to see him clearly.

"Briel?"

"Duke Teredo?"

While being recognized, Bailie also recognized the identity of the person coming from the surprised voice of the other party.

"Hahahaha! It's really, really interesting!" The Blood Duke suddenly laughed, "The one who wants to get the love of the devil can't get it, but the one who actually got it is a conspiracy! Hahahaha!"

"Come on! My once cute little pet, let me take you where you should go."

Before Bairiel could react, the black-haired Duke pressed his forehead with one hand, instantly knocking him unconscious.

"This is?!"

The leader of the Plague Cultists looked in shock at the large amount of black flames bursting out from the magic circle on the ground.

This group of flames that suddenly appeared after the advent magic started seemed to be very unstable, as soon as a little flame emerged, it suddenly rushed in one direction.If Phil hadn't reacted in time, the believers standing there would have been burned to ashes.Now, with the interruption of the Advent Prayer Ceremony, no new flames emerged from the magic circle, and even the original ones disappeared without a trace in the sky.

Was the Second Advent Magic a success or a failure?

Trio still failed to come back before the agreed deadline.Could he be in some trouble?

The direction of the flames seems to be the holy city of Notley?

The first prince could hardly believe his eyes.

Half a minute ago, a group of unknown flames suddenly rushed into the magic potion.

And then……

And then what happened...

The gray mist, yes, it should be the horrible gray mist that spewed out from the iron pot.

The people around fell down in pieces as soon as they came into contact with the mist, even the prince himself collapsed by the steps helplessly, watching the man slowly disappearing in the gray mist with eyes that he would not close until he died. Show your figure.

The black eyes were full of vigor, and the long ink-like hair was scattered all the way to the calf. The dancing magic fire wrapped around the man's body, and he could suspend in the air even without wings behind his back.

There is no doubt that this is not a human being.

"Stupid humans, are you trying to defile my weapons?"

The magic staff given to the young man gradually deformed in the hands of the black-haired demon king. In just a few seconds, it turned into a silver spear. The dark green tip of the spear shone faintly in the dark. The wings formed the tassel of the spear.

The Demon King looked around with pity. At this moment, no one could stand still, and several domestic dogs whimpered lowly beside their master. "Then, please accept the horror brought by this poisonous angel gun! Even the gods you believe in cannot stop me from pouring out my wrath on you!"

"Death, death, wind, storm!"

In the beginning, it was only the fine dust on the ground that was slowly lifted up by the invisible wind, and began to rotate around the devil king.Then came some small objects, coins that fell from the corpse, stones on the ground, flower pots on the roadside...

The storm intensified sharply, building debris and human corpses swirled in the air, and the terrible cyclone almost filled the entire sky.

Following a sharp contraction, a gray storm suddenly swept across the entire holy city of Notley, instantly razing this bright pearl in human history to the ground.