Vol 4 Chapter 301: Big devil

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? The young black-haired youth understates the secret that Horn has been concealing, as if the person in Horn's body is not a The seed of the world, but a big carrot on the side of the road.
"What is your purpose, and what kind of seed of the world you are talking about, I don't know." Horn suddenly changed his face, and a strange flame lit up in his hands behind his back. It was he who hit by mistake. It was made by mistake, and there is no official forbidden curse.
Horn knew that the seed of the world was probably the most precious thing in all of Ceylon. With the seed of the world, a legendary powerhouse could be created, and the guy on the other side knew that there was a seed of the world in his body, so he called himself over. Is it to seize the seed of the world within the body?
As long as the black-haired young man changes a little, he will input magic power into this magic model, and then release it in his face. Forbidden curse is his most powerful means, but whether he can deal with this black-haired young Horn There is no bottom yet, because the opponent is too strong, so strong that Horn can't follow.
"This is the second time I have told you. Relax and don't be so serious. Don't prepare for that move. It's too wasteful to hurt me, but it's not good to hurt flowers."
With a wave of the black-haired young man, Horn's hand behind his back stretched out involuntarily, the magical brilliance slowly dissipated, and he could not resist a little bit during the whole process.
There was a bitter smile on Horn's face. He had just relied on his tyrannical strength to pretend to be a wave of strong men in front of Johnny, and now he is being slaughtered here. It feels really bad, very bad.
"When I first met, I knew that you have the Seed of the World in your body. I would have snatched what I wanted to from you. Why wait until now? In a sense, I and you are on the same front. Yes." The black-haired young man said again what shocked Horn.
"You knew it at that time?" Horn looked at the black-haired young man in shock, and suddenly felt that this guy had become even more unpredictable.
"Of course, do you remember what I told you back then?" The black-haired young man sat up straight, turning his face into a cold, ancient and cold breath, and said to Horn with a cold face:
"You are a growing seed. I look forward to what your final stage of growth will look like. Also, observe everything you can observe, and then think..."
Now Horn had nothing to say. The growing seed was obviously suggesting the seed of the world in Horn's body. It seems that at that time the black-haired young man knew that there was a seed of the world in Horn's body.
But having said that, the current black-haired youth is not as cold as before, and the ancient aura and vague evil feeling on his body have all disappeared. If Horn had not seen this kind of miracle, the current black-haired youth would look even more Like a normal human being.
"It seems that you have understood the current situation. For the sake of possible cooperation in the future, let me introduce you first. I am the Demon Lord from Hell, Marquis of Hell Motia Theodor."
The black-haired youth, Mortia, stood up and walked two steps in front of Horn. A burst of black and purple smoke flashed past, and a creature completely different from humans appeared in front of Horn.
His body is as tall as a human, his skin is dry and wrinkled, his fingers are long and have sharp claws, his head has a dozen horns of various sizes, and a dozen deep purple eyes below the horns.
This is Mortia's real body. He is wearing an old-fashioned aristocratic costume and exudes a cold and evil aura.
Horn couldn't help but step back two steps. With this breath, he was a little trembling. This was pure fear!
Horn had never heard of the devil and hell, he had only heard of the devil and the abyss, but only from the sense of breath to Horn, Motia might be similar to the devil.
The devil's breath is hot and full of destructive desires, while his power is very cold and calm, but there is a touch of hysterical evil in the depth of the power of both!
Motia put away his breath and turned into the old gentle black-haired youth again, but in just a few breaths, Horn's body was already covered with cold sweat.
"Are you a demon?"
"Demon? Oh, don't compare me to that vulgar thing. Our devil is not the kind of lunatic who wants to destroy everything. What we need is a soul full of sin and despair."
Motea said with disdain, and then his face was a little dim, and he laughed at himself in his heart, "But maybe I can't get along with the devil now..."
"What is your purpose for looking for me~EbookFREE.me~ Horn ignored the bleakness in Motia's eyes. Even if Motia was not a devil, the aura he showed was enough to make Horn full of vigilance towards him. .
"Aren't you wondering why I called you this way?" Motia did not answer Horn's question, but asked Horne back.
"It's up to you how to tell me to come over. Anyway, you are much stronger than me. Do whatever you want." Horn didn't understand why Motia asked.
Motia shook his finger in front of Horn: "No, no, this question is actually very important, because only if you come here in this way will you not be discovered by others. If I go directly to you, then we will meet. It must be known to others, so I made it so complicated."
"Others, who?" Horn frowned and asked, now it seemed to be more involved.
"I don't want anyone other than you and me to know what happened here today, including the thirteen holy spirits of the Kingdom of Light, and... the world will! You should know that the world will is always watching you." Mo Leah said slowly.
"The will of the world is the world itself. How can it be possible to avoid the will of the world." Horn somehow did not believe him. What happened to the thirteen holy spirits was not clear to Horn, but how could he avoid the gaze of the will of the world? What?
"How can it be impossible? Don't think that the will of the world is too strong. If he is really irresistible, how can he have a stalemate with those weak gods?"
Motia stepped forward and whispered against Horn's ear: "The will of the world has been controlling everything about you. You have always felt very distressed.
If you don't want to be like a puppet, let the world's will dictate, and the final outcome will all depend on his mood, then now, in this place that no one can watch, this is your chance! "