Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

Erica approached respectfully.

"The stone from Gorgon will be delivered tonight, please wait a moment, Your Majesty."

Xue Lingfeng nodded at Erica.

"It's alright, I'll go take care of one of these guys first."

"Whom does my husband intend to eliminate?"

Kiyoshuin Ena was puzzled.

My husband just got back, is he off to deal with someone again?

"Who else can we deal with? Naturally, we'll deal with Marquis Voban, who wants to covet the king's possessions."

Erica looked at Ena Kiyoshuu and smiled confidently.

"Should the king now deal with that other Rakshasa king?"

Princess Liuli looked at Xue Lingfeng, even though she knew that he was domineering and tyrannical.

But upon returning, he must deal with another Rakshasa King...

"Your Majesty, shouldn't we be more cautious? After all, another goddess is about to arrive... Should we go and deal with that demon king now..."

Princess Liulitong was a little worried about Xue Lingfeng.

Although I know he's very strong, I'm worried about the consecutive battles.

Will it be bad?

After all, regardless of that ancient goddess who was a trinity,

Marquis Voban is still facing a series of tough battles.

"It's just an old wolf. I appreciate the princess's concern."

Xue Lingfeng looked at the castle where Marquis Voban was, a calm expression on her face.

"Do you want to go take a look?" he asked the women present.

"Are we going too?"

Liliana looked at Xue Lingfeng.

"want..."

Erica and Ena Seikiin nodded.

If their king is so confident, it means they have the strength to become strong.

Moreover, in their hearts, their own king is the strongest.

Seeing this, Princess Liuli Tong could only nod.

In a mountain range in the Balkans,

Dark clouds rolled across the sky, shrouding the mountain range, and lightning flashed and thunder roared in the pitch-black heavens.

There is an extremely luxurious Western-style ancient castle halfway up the mountain.

One of the meeting halls was cold and gloomy.

The candlelight flickered, casting an orange glow.

It brought slivers of light to this cold, damp, and dark hall.

An elderly man sat in the main seat.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and looked peaceful.

He was wearing a black suit and tie, and his hair was neatly combed.

At this moment, he seemed like an intellectual and wise old gentleman.

suddenly,

The old man opened his emerald green, wolf-like vertical pupils.

His eyes gleamed with intense madness.

Sashadyansdarvoban, the oldest godkiller in the world today.

It has existed for two hundred and fifty years; it is a place full of wildness.

A demon king with the agility of a wolf and an intense thirst for battle.

"Did you find it?" Voban's voice was steady and deep, echoing in the empty hall.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Voban.

Her body was covered in countless cuts, and she wore a tattered witch's hat, resembling a witch.

At this moment, her face was deathly pale, expressionless, and her pupils were empty and lifeless.

It was practically like a corpse that hadn't decomposed.

"A clue has been found, and it has been taken by the Bronze Black Cross and is being prepared to be sent to Milan," the Witch of Death said in a voice filled with endless sorrow.

The Witch of Death continued, "According to my investigation, the seventh has been born. He slew two disobedient gods on Sardinia: the God-King Mekal and the God of War Veleslana, thus becoming the new Demon King."

"The Bronze Black Cross delivered the Stone of Gorgon to Milan, where the new king is very likely to be."

"Oh, the seventh king, I didn't expect that... Hmph, just a newcomer, yet he dares to steal from my Voban."

A look of surprise appeared in Voban's eyes; he hadn't expected a seventh guy to appear.

However, he didn't care at all; he was just a newcomer.

Marquis Voban exuded a powerful and chilling aura.

"So you're the only one like Voban, Kai?"

Inside the silent, cold, and gloomy hall,

Suddenly, a slightly teasing remark was heard.

Instantly, the air in the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Chapter 117 The Shocking Women

Voban, seated high above, squinted at the several additional figures that had appeared below.

A boy and many women.

On the white-haired, red-eyed boy,

He was unable to detect even the slightest trace of aura.

And they appeared silently inside their own castle.

They could never be ordinary people.

Voban's pale green eyes narrowed slightly, radiating a cold, icy light.

"presumptuous!"

Numerous figures appeared around Voban.

One of the Death Servants, clad in armor and wielding a greatsword, roared.

"Where did you get the audacity to be so insolent before the king?"

The one sitting on top is the Demon King who controls everything.

Even in death, they remain under the control of the Demon King.

That was a demon king who instilled immense fear and terror throughout Eastern Europe.

This boy, whoever he came from, has such audacity...

Has he lost his mind?

"Not yet..."

This servant of death wielding a greatsword,

His empty, lifeless face was devoid of any expression.

But you could sense the anger in his words.

He strode forward, eager to show off.

Although the Demon King imprisoned his soul

But they performed well.

It's not impossible for the Demon King to release his soul.

After all, this kind of thing,

It's not that it's never happened, but it only happens occasionally.

Today he also...

However, before he could finish speaking,

The boy in front of him only glanced at him.

boom

In an instant,

Then a majestic, mountain-like aura surged forth from before me.

The Death Servant Knight, who was already expressionless,

Yet, his empty eyes betrayed his terror.

The remaining words,

Before they could utter a word, they were so overwhelmed by its terrifying aura that they forgot what they were supposed to say.

Boom,

That terrifying aura was as vast as mountains and seas, as boundless as smoke.

The air in the entire hall began to distort and become incredibly heavy.

Boom.

The dozens of dead servants standing in front of Voban.

There wasn't even time to take a step back.

He was then pressed to the ground by the heavy, mountain-like Mu Guang.

His body was crushed...

The ancient castle trembled violently, on the verge of collapse.

The hall, which had originally appeared rather gloomy and cold,

This heavy atmosphere made it even colder.

Xue Lingfeng raised her eyes to look at Marquis Voban, who was seated there, and smiled.

"I thought you were going to make a move right away."

Marquis Voban, seated in his seat, had an extremely gloomy expression.

A dark, emerald-like light shone in his eyes.

If an ordinary person were to be stared at by this eerie and sinister gaze,

An endless fear will well up inside you.

The body will also turn into white salt blocks.

But looking at Xue Lingfeng's body...

It didn't look Polish at all, which surprised him somewhat.

"Looks like you're the newcomer."

"You still dare to provoke me even after knowing my identity. I admire your courage."

Voban's smile turned into one of utter madness.