The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 282 The host is Sleeping Beauty (34)

Derian looked at the lingering thick fog, feeling a little anxious and uncontrollably excited.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time. As long as he obtains the abilities of the twelve witches, he will have the most powerful power and become the god who dominates the world.

How come it took so long and no one came out! !
Derian's face gradually became anxious, and he even thought of stepping into the sea of ​​death by himself...

Finally, a hole seemed to be torn out of the thick fog, and a vague figure appeared:

"Your Majesty, the Twelve Witches have been successfully found and hunted!"

When Derian heard this, his heart almost jumped out of his chest with joy:
"Then hurry up and bring them out!"

"Your Majesty, I won't be able to bring them out. The sea of ​​death is devouring their witch abilities. If you don't come in quickly, all your years of planning will come to naught!"

The voice urged anxiously, as if the situation was very critical.

Derry panicked.

As the white robe god messenger said, he has paid a lot for today, he started planning 100 years ago, no, he must get the ability of the twelve witches, he wants to rule the world, he wants to be the supreme in this world the ruler! !

Power and desire are like devils, tempting him to step into the sea of ​​death. Medea said that if he is fearless, the undead in the sea of ​​death cannot touch him at all!
Gritting his teeth, Derian ignored the terrifying undead that surged, he smashed through the thick fog without looking sideways, and walked towards the figure behind the thick fog.

"Your Majesty, hurry up, the abilities of the Twelve Witches will be swallowed up!"

The figure urged him impatiently, and Derian's steps became faster and faster. He lost the elegance and nobility of being a king, and started to run, running towards the figure like a madman.

"Your Majesty, hurry up..."

The figure continued to urge, Derian seemed to be in the desert, his eyes were confused by the mirage, and there was only constant urging in his ears:
"Where, where are you..."

His eyes were red with anxiety, and he asked angrily.

"Your Majesty, I am right in front of your eyes, hurry up!"

The voice was close at hand, and the figure in the thick fog seemed to be getting closer. Derian was ecstatic, and ran even faster.

The dense fog seemed to be thinning gradually, and the figure became clearer and clearer. Derian even saw dozens of figures behind that figure, all of them were his, all his, all his...

At the same time, the Holy See

"Prince...Queen, what do you mean?"

The high-ranking envoys of God in the Holy See looked at Su Ye with displeasure, and the group of soldiers in iron armor behind her.

"Don't do anything, just try to do something wrong."

Without the delicate and helpless past, Su also casually swept them away, and answered lightly.

When the voice fell to the ground, without waiting for the response from the people of the Holy See, he took a few steps back and stood behind the armored soldiers:

"Fire arrows!"

With a light command, countless arrows shot towards the people in the Holy See like dense raindrops, and the screams could be heard endlessly, and Su never softened his heart.

I have been working for tigers for so long, and now I can give them a good time, which is considered cheap for them.

"Why, why are you doing this!"

After the arrows were shot, someone was still breathing despite being hit by several arrows. He stared unwillingly at the calm Su Ye, spitting blood from his mouth, and questioned hysterically.

Stepping forward with lazy steps, Su also squatted down, and with a pair of smiling eyes, he looked over:

"My father, the Queen Mother, and Keqisi are all in Derian's calculations, right?"

(End of this chapter)