star pact general

The eldest prince's bedroom.

"Huh~" Jia Qi snorted coldly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and the dark red source of spiritual power twisted like a ghost, with a smell of blood and rancidity, and a pair of terrifying dead eyes burst open from his chest When it opened, it shot out like a dense spider web, impressively enveloping the phantom red-black snake that came out of anger from Heita's arm!

"Master Heita, after 2000 years, you really look old!" He put one hand behind his back, and stretched out the other hand in front of his eyes, and with a light grip, the dark red spider web shrank tightly, and even the red The little dragon with black scales on its head was directly eroded away!

Heita narrowed his eyes coldly, raised his back with a "wow", and suddenly raised a pair of almost transparent huge wings, which were shocked and relaxed to the extreme, and every feather could be seen.

On it, light blue and white swirled alternately like a stream of light, and then from the tip of the wing, spread like a stream of scarlet black.

The black robe on his body was windless and automatic, and he was flying around, "This king has cultivated a half-human half-life for 2000 years, and he can hide his power under my nose!"

Sen Leng's tone revealed an invisible low pressure of the king's wrath.

Heita looked at Jiaqi, and flapped his right wing behind his back to one side. Immediately, all the white curtains all over the big sleeping hall were instantly shattered into pieces, falling like snow, and burned into ashes the moment they landed.

He said coldly, "Who allowed you to attack Lin Lin? Who told you to act without my king's consent?"

Jia Qi's equally cold silver eyes suddenly turned like blooming red petals, and the speed became faster and faster, until they turned into dark red pupils, shining with a strange, bloodthirsty, and even corpse-like light.

The corner of his lips twitched, and he laughed a few times, "Master Heita, speaking of it, you are still my father! Huh? Extend my life after my death, even though... you are a monster."

Jia Qi lowered his head carelessly, looked at his wrist, and finally stopped his gaze on the left chest where there was still a black hole and a spider web of life snaking out.

He stretched out his hand and randomly pulled a spiderweb tentacles directly into his mouth, biting and swallowing, the corners of his mouth and hands were covered with dark red rancid mucus, and the torn tentacles grew rapidly and mended them.

He's... conscious.

Heita's pupils suddenly constricted, he was stunned for a moment, and he seemed to have really aged a lot for a moment.

Jia Qi scraped the corner of his mouth, licked the mucus on his hands, and smiled at him, "I remember, before Lin Jie died, I was the most holy archbishop in this galaxy, revered by thousands of people, and you were the one who placed in Lei The spies around him."

His dark red pupils swirled like the wind, as if the god of death had come, "The battle of Thunder, the battle of Lin Jie, teach him to only draw the face you once gave me, and the trip to Iraq... How many times have I helped you?" ?! I thought that to you, I wasn’t just a piece of dispensable pawn. Heh, I’m so stupid to be an archbishop!”

"I even forgot my identity as a pawn!" Jiaqi looked at the black tower angrily. Thousands of spider web tentacles on his chest swayed wildly in the air, exuding a strong corpse smell, "Hahaha! Take it as a substitute, and foolishly stick to it! Look! Here! It’s here!"

Pointing to the dark left chest, he roared hoarsely, "There was a complete heart here, but it was pierced by Leiter with the empty magic power! A big hole was blasted! This is it! You know the kind of despair, disappointment , Is it a hundred times more painful than death, huh?! This was supposed to be for you! Ting Yorke! It was you!!”

"You remember." Heita looked at him calmly, and the red and black wings slapped away the tentacles that were crazily rolled up one by one. Cheng put his fist on his chest, "Gal, I'm sorry."

Knees touch the ground, this is never something any king can do!

Jiaqi's dark red pupils suddenly stopped spinning endlessly, and he took a step back in horror.

"My lord... I will freeze your body. After a hundred years, I will only recover half of your life after exhausting all the power sources." Heita stood up as if nothing had happened, and said indifferently, "I promised Xiaojie, I will build him a peaceful interstellar world, the world he wants, the life he wants, and I will wait here until his soul returns."

"So, I can't die." Heita smiled suddenly, his eyes filled with the tiredness of a thousand years, "Let you be my substitute, be beaten to death by Leiter, and I will be you—the first archbishop in white, Traveling the galaxy... These are not my original intentions. But I had no choice at the time. After I planted the soul seal on Xiaojie on the planet Iraq, my ability will disappear for a full 100 years. I am no longer Leiter's opponent , Therefore, in the Thunder battle, Ting York can only die."

"Am I supposed to die?!" Jia Qi roared bitterly, his grief and anger transformed into more spider web tentacles at a speed visible to the naked eye, writhing crazily, "Ting York, have you considered my feelings?! "

Heita laughed at himself helplessly, there was nothing he couldn't do for Xiaojie.

Moreover, during the 2000 years of waiting, his violent personality has gradually been smoothed out a lot.

Many times, when Heita stood at the highest point of his temple of miracles and looked up at the starry sky, he just wanted to say sorry to Xiaojie back then. Perhaps, he shouldn't have planted the legendary soul seal.

As long as he can stay by Xiaojie's side now, he is satisfied.

Heita closed his eyes, and said calmly, "So, I'm sorry for you. When you were frozen, I, as your first archbishop, suggested that all future bishops in Leiter should be called Shugal."

"Hahaha..." Jiaqi laughed like crazy, his dark red pupils exuded the cold eyes of death, "So what if you call me by my name?! What is Shugal?! Use it to the end, you damn fool! I will destroy the Lei family without mercy! As for you!"

He stared at the black tower coldly, "And you and Lin Jie's son, and even this entire galaxy, I will destroy! Destroy them all! They will all die with me!"

As the words fell, the spider web tentacles twirling crazily in the air slammed into pieces, spreading out more dark black tentacles, with scorched sharp thorns and ice-cold phantom blades, rushing towards Hei Taza in a swarm.

Heita's brows were tightly furrowed, and her black robe curled her hair, fluttering around.

Suddenly, a huge reddish double-headed black dragon was wrapped around his body. On the left and right shoulders was a dragon head with bared fangs. Its black eyes were like glass and its claws were like sharp blades. Overlapping the red and black wings behind Heita, like the wings of a phoenix, blazing flames blazed.

The fiery red letter of the black flood dragon's two-headed dragon has a forked front end, hissing and screaming, and the black scales all over the body stand upright, like a sharp sword that is about to leave the string, full of might!

This power that has been hidden for thousands of years and never appears automatically, except for the time when Lei Nuo went berserk in the Brook Empire, it was a little bit ready to move, but now it is easily forced out by Jiaqi!

Heita felt terrified, and the dragon head on his right shoulder roared suddenly, spewing out a powerful flame, instantly burning most of the oncoming spider web tentacles.

He waved his left hand again, and the scarlet empty spell could shake away the remaining spider web tentacles.

The black tower is like a ghost, and the phantom moves, and a steady voice echoes in the whole hall, "This king uses the seven hearts of the seven thunder kings to fuse into your other half of the heart, supplemented by the most advanced biochemical technology in the galaxy. You. This king originally planned to transfer Lin Lin to the position, and then transfer half of the spiritual power source to you as a debt to you for the past 2000 years."

"Hmph, I don't care about it!" Jia Qi looked at him coldly, and the thousands of spider web tentacles on his chest became more and more, almost filling the entire prince's bedroom, and the putrid corpse was wrapped in cold mucus. Instantly turn everything it touches into a pool of black filth.

Jiaqi's dark red pupils reveal the ferocity of a violent beast, and an ugly heart with half bright red and half black is shining on the dark left chest, and then it turns into a big red sword with a black handle, which protrudes from his chest , Stabbed fiercely at the black tower.

"Ting York, this is only the ability of my heart, and it is also the full power of the strongest heart. I will use you to try today!"

Heita narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his dragon head angrily on his left shoulder, and with a roar, he only shook the big sword about a foot away!

And the big sword stabbed over at an even faster speed in an instant with the momentum of thunder!

Horrified, Heita spun around and disappeared like a phantom.

So far, no matter whether it is a person or a thing, as long as he is roared by his dragon, he will basically be shaken into pieces!

Although this time, his dragon roar only used [-]% of his strength, but it was only Jia Qi's heart!

Heita stretched out his hands, his lustful wings stretched high, he bent one leg and floated in mid-air, looking down at Jiaqi, and said coldly, "Kadi led the entire Tinghuan clan to fight for the last trace of blood for this king, thanks Xiaojie is kind and saved a woman from the Tinghuan clan."

"Gal, this king never expected that you would have such thoughts! It was my fault for saving you back then!"

His face was expressionless, his voice was cold, and the proud dragon hair on his shoulders let out muffled roars, and his figure slowly became disorganized, "If you insist on doing this, this king will not kill you with your own hands! After all, you have saved this king once!"

"In the future, the descendants of the Tinghuan clan and the Tingying clan, as well as the men with the blood of these two clans, will assist this king's son and send you back to where you should go!"

After the words fell, Heita's figure completely disappeared, leaving only Jiaqi angrily rolling the spider web tentacles in the hall.

A moment later, he closed his left chest, and the great sword disappeared instantly with its tentacles, and everything in the hall returned to its original state.

Jia Qi opened his dark red pupils, was silent for a long time, and hummed, "Does the Ting Huan Clan have descendants? A man with the blood of the Huan and Ying Clans?"

He suddenly snorted coldly, tilted his head and hooked his lips, "You see everything clearly? Who do you want to obey? It's decided?"

In the [-]D image, Milok was terrified, and felt that pair of bloodthirsty and strange eyes seemed to be right beside him, staring straight at him until the hairs all over his body stood on end, he immediately got up and saluted, "Master Jiaqi, please issue the order!"

In the Hall of Miracles, Heita sat on the jeweled chair, his chest aching from the shock.

Although it was only his phantom that fought Jiaqi just now, the powerful and evil power in Jiaqi's body was transmitted to him very directly.

Heita raised his head coldly, looked at his palm, and after a while, said in a deep voice, "Tell Jin Yu, this king will go out and protect the prince himself!"

Inside the cargo ship.

Lin Lin irritatedly slapped the Xiulun Dragon hanging in front of her eyes, and shouted, "What are you looking at?!"

Mengmeng pointed her finger aggrievedly, "Second Dad, why didn't your eyes change color? The right eye is golden yellow, and the left eye is red and black, it's very annoying!"

"My father still writes about me!" Lin Lin rewarded his son with a potsticker mercilessly, holding the crumpled little piece of paper like a treasure in his hand, on which a crooked letter was drawn with a pencil. The gold coin is signed with a smiling face and "Xiaojie" written next to it.

He stuck into the cab with great excitement, and chirped, "Planet Zoro, Vance Town?! Really? Really?! Is the news reliable?! Does it look like me?! Even the name Xiaojie! It's my dad's nickname! I know it, I know it—"

"Wife!" Renault rolled his eyes, pulled him into his arms, and controlled the cargo ship with one hand, and said calmly, "He's only seven years old, and he's still a child, not your father."