Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Cecil was stunned.

Although he acted as if he didn't care much about these prophecies in front of his master, he didn't expect to hear these words from Elvis.

"You humans just like to do these inexplicable things. You want to kill someone and give him a sinful name." Elvis' attitude towards prophecy and Yu Zhen was the same. He had lived long enough to understand the authenticity of the so-called "prophecy" better than anyone else. "After so many years, you are still playing these things. You really don't have any creativity."

Before, Cecil had wondered how a dragon as arrogant as Elvis could raise a being like his master, but now, he understood a little.

As long as he thought of his master, his wandering heart would settle down.

Cecil raised his eyes and looked at the figure in the light ball, his eyes full of obscurity: "So what? As long as my master doesn't care, whether it's a disaster or a catastrophe, do you think I care?"

The gray rat had died in the tower.

He belongs to the Master.

The scales on his chest were still slightly hot, and in such a situation, he even had the illusion that his master was approaching him.

How nice, his master's man.

What qualifications do these disgusting superiors have to judge him?

Only the master has this qualification.

"That sounds nice to the ear."

Unlike the Pope who had an even gloomier expression, Elvis was very pleased with Cecil's "knowledge" in giving all his attention to his daughter.

"Master?" The Pope laughed. "Would anyone accept someone like you? I'm afraid your master isn't a good person either."

He had always thought that Cecil was dead, but he didn't expect that an accident would give him another thing in his mind.

People who are close to the light can always easily discern the nature of the devil.

The devil tempted him to find Cecil's soul. At first he thought it was just the devil's nonsense, but he didn't expect that Cecil was not only really alive, but also came to his door himself.

Close to the pinnacle of power, the Pope thought that his whole heart was devoted to the God of Light. However, as his power gradually disappeared and his fear of death became more tormenting, he did not want to die, but the God of Light could not save him.

Making a deal with the devil is not a good thing, but the Pope, who only wants to stay alive, has already lost his mind.

This is why he did not pray for God to come upon him.

He was afraid of death and he was no longer pious.

"Shut up!" Cecil's eyes were filled with cruelty, "How dare you question my master?"

"Damn ants!" Elvis' face darkened when he heard someone scolding his daughter.

But before he could make a move, Cecil took action before him.

His attack could still be dealt with by the current Pope. Elvis sneered and was about to follow suit. He would not talk about "righteousness and morality" with such a human being, when he suddenly felt a sense of oppression coming from above his head.

He looked up.

The red pupils turned into vertical pupils under the scorching sun.

Asmon floated in the air with his eyes lowered, his whole body covered with brilliant golden light, like a sun.

In his hand, he was holding a white holy sword, reflecting a cold light.

Seeing him looking over, Asmon raised his head. The pupils of his eyes had long turned golden, but they looked very empty and mechanical, as if they had lost their souls and were just a vehicle for the power of light.

Asmon, like a puppet, opened his mouth, moved his hand, and pointed the white holy sword at Elvis——

"Devil Dragon, I grant you death."

The sound was ethereal, like an echo from the sky, carrying the same holy light.

"Want my life? That depends on whether you can take it or not!" Elvis had no intention of backing down. He looked closely at those red eyes, and his fighting spirit was surging.

Dragons have never been afraid of any challenges, and dying in battle is also a supreme honor.

Perhaps he was a giant dragon who looked down on humans, but facing such an Asmon, Elvis did not hesitate for a moment. A red light flashed where he stopped, and then a ball of bright light suddenly exploded between heaven and earth.

Red magic and golden magic vibrated, and a huge red dragon and Asmon started fighting fiercely in mid-air.

For a while, the fight was so intense that it was hard to separate.

On the other side, Cecil was also fighting with the Pope.

He is incredibly talented and has been undergoing devilish training from Elvis during this period. Although the Pope is old, he is also quite strong and the two of them have been fighting back and forth.