Vol 2 Chapter 143: Sister Nana is here, who dares to presumptuously!

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Such strength, such power, there is no doubt that the comer is a level 7 saint!
For a moment, Yaque was silent in the entire castle hall, and everyone was silent.
The counts of Viscount Norman and Vis Mars changed completely.
How could they never have imagined that such a horrible strong man was standing behind that arrogant kid!
In the face of absolute strength, the original plan, or silent calculation, seems to have become a joke.
"Haha ~ haha ​​~ I knew that the great Lord Solo would not give up his most loyal servant." Moses slumped on the ground, panting like a mouthful for the rest of his life, but a frenzy revealed on his pale face Smile.
He struggled to get up from the ground, bowed down on one knee and saluted, with a solemn expression: "Welcome to the great Lord Solo."
Wu Hui glanced at Moses and silently gave the guy a praise for his acting skills.
Had it not been clear that this guy had been thoroughly brainwashed by himself, just looking at his performance, he would have been deceived. This guy is also a personal talent ~ and he is also a downright villain.
He bowed his head in a respectful and obedient manner, and saw Blake standing still beside him, reaching out with a slap on his back and pressing his head down.
Liliana bowed her head even as soon as the main sacrifice of Solo appeared, a look of sincerity and timidity, as if she did not even have the courage to look up. But in his eyes, there was a flash of brilliance.
At the same time, the remaining men in the black robes also kneeled together and their voices were uniform: "Welcome to the great Lord Solo."
In the empty castle hall, the voice echoed slowly, solemnly and solemnly.
Surrounded by a group of people in black robes, the main power of Solo's sacrifice was more and more terrifying, and it became more and more terrifying.
The servants in the castle had already been scared and shivered, and was shocked by this momentum. They suddenly slumped to the ground and fluttered with white faces.
A few were timid and even scared their eyes and fainted.
"Cough ~ cough ~"
Andre struggled to tear himself off the wall, his feet were soft, and he knelt directly on the ground with one knee.
Just a moment ago, he was really injured, especially the internal strife was greatly shocked, even with his sturdy physique of a 6th-level shield soldier, he could barely bear it.
Now this move, he immediately spit another blood.
However, as if he didn't feel it, he supported his body with a shield, his eyes widened, and he looked at the Solomon who had just appeared: "Glory, which saint is your lord? Why have I never heard of it? . "
"Well, it doesn't matter who I am."
Solomon's sorrow laughed miserably, his eyes glanced across the faces of Viscount Norman, Viscount Mars, and the 6th grade Saint Saint Andre, his eyes were clear, as if looking at a lamb to be slaughtered .
"Importantly, today you must jointly recommend Black Leeton as the heir to the Earl. If anyone has any objections ... kill, no, pardon."
Speaking of the last three words, Zoro's main sacrifice was spoken word by word, and Sen Leng's murderous power leaked from the gap between the teeth, which instantly filled the entire castle hall.
Suddenly, even the temperature dropped several degrees.
The maids and maids around were stunned for a moment, and suddenly fainted several more.
Viscount Mars lowered his head almost subconsciously, and his forehead was so cold that he couldn't even say a word.
However, Wu Hui was secretly endless. This bad guy's behavior really required professional bad guys to do it. If the Holy See came forward, how could Black be the Count? Kill without amnesty or something?
"You are too overbearing, aren't you? Even if you are holy, you shouldn't ..."
Level 6 Yasheng Andre's eyes were angry, and he tried to refute with a frown.
However, before he finished speaking, a hammer exactly the same as before had appeared in the air and slammed down on him.
"Boom ~!"
Before he could react, Yasheng Andrei was hit into the slate floor with a hammer.
There were moments of large human-shaped pits on the ground, and the surrounding slate "cracked" and cracked a large piece like a spider's web.
Yasheng Andre was smashed into a pale face, he vomited blood again and again, but still struggling subconsciously to get up from the pit.
However, his hand had just reached the ground, and the scepter in Solo's main sacrifice slammed into the air, suddenly a black light shot into the air.
Suddenly, a black vortex exuding a strong ominous air appeared in the air, and a huge undead ancient dragon flew out of the vortex, hissing loudly.
"Ang ~"
Compared to the undead bone dragon spawned by Necromancer Rex temporarily, this one in front of him is obviously much larger. The huge bone wings spread out, almost covering the entire hall dome.
The light of the dome magic lamp was blocked by it, and a huge shadow was spread beneath it.
Between the huge bone wings, the majestic Long Wei mixed with the breath of death swept out, and the entire castle hall was filled with this breath in an instant, and for a moment, it was like Sen Luo hell.
"Undead Bone Dragon!"
Andre's face suddenly turned discolored, and his pale face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were shocked.
He never imagined that the main sacrifice of Solo did not even give a word, and did not give him the opportunity to finish his words. Moreover, he actually summoned a big killer such as Undead Bone Dragon!
This is to kill everything!
He had contacted two saints before, but those two saints encouraged and admired him most. Even if he had heard of some saints who had a bad temper and killed people, he did not expect that this one in front of him If you don't play cards according to common sense, you can't even say a word!
Knowing this, he shouldn't have spoken just now!
Andrei regretted his regretful intestines.
However, at this moment, he is too late to regret it!
He turned and ran, his body turned into a cloud of shadows and flew out in an instant, doing everything he could to fight for the slightest vitality for himself.
However, no matter how good he is, how can he run past the Level 7 Undead Bone Dragon that is known for its speed?
Before he could escape to the entrance of the hall, the skeletal dragon that had swooped down had caught up behind him, grabbed his back while he was unprepared, and flew him directly into the air.
The sharp dragon claws caught Andre's back in blood, and he screamed suddenly.
However, the scream had just sounded, and the other claw of the Undead Bone Dragon had been clasped on his shoulder, and then the two claws were pressed together, tearing Andre directly in half.
The screams came to an abrupt end.
The rain mixed with the internal organs suddenly fell like raindrops, and it was instantly filled with a small half of the castle hall. Whether it is a fine leather sofa, a fine embroidered tablecloth, or a fine stroke, all here For a moment, a little blood was stained, and it was so red that it was shocking.
The servants of the castle were pale and frightened by this picture, and their throats gurgled, and then their eyes doubled, and most of them fainted. Even if only a handful of people were not dizzy, they were scared to pee, or turned around like the old housekeeper.
The hot stench and odor permeated the air, mixing into an unspeakable disgusting taste.
Black and Wu Hui at the door couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses and backed out, only to feel the stomach tumbling into the sea, and almost couldn't help vomiting.
In mid-air, the giant undead dragon released his claws and threw the two halves to the ground. He skillfully developed a hot heart from the halved corpses, and immediately took them to the main sacrifice of Solo. Rubbed his arm with his forehead.
"Good baby ~ Good job."
Soro received the heart that was still bleeding, and touched the pale skull of the dead soul dragon with satisfaction, then turned his head to look at the crowd, with a weird smile on his withered face: "I said, if you disagree, Kill without pardon. "
There was silence all around.
The clothes behind Viscount Mars had been soaked with cold sweat, and his legs were as soft as noodles, almost standing still.
Viscount Norman's mental quality is much better than him, but cold sweat has soaked in clothes, his face pale.
It's just a little bit worse.
If they had spoken just now, at this moment, they were torn in half and randomly dropped on the ground, I am afraid they will become them.
It was a walk around the gate of hell.
"How? Have you two disagree?" The scarlet eyes of Solo's main sacrifice suddenly fell on the two, and the look was like a tiger feeding on a lamb to be slaughtered, greedy and bloodthirsty.
Viscount Mars was full of excitement, almost kneeling softly on his knees subconsciously: "No, no objection. I have no objection. Whoever you want to be the earl, let him be the earl, you decide, you decide ... ... "
Viscount Norman was also tight, his scalp was numb, and he quickly said: "No objection. I have no objection. You have the final say."
However, he said this with his mouth, but in his heart he figured it out subconsciously.
At first glance, this saint is a necromancer or summoner. Although powerful, two or three of the most famous saints on the continent hate this kind of professionals. If you can find a way to spread the news that there is a Holy Necromancer or Summoner here, maybe you can also have a relationship with the two or three saints.
By that time, what is a count?
"Oh ~"
If the Solomon's priest was aware of it, Scarlet eyes stared at Viscount Norman with a bloodthirsty light under his eyes: "You, sincerity."
After living for four or five hundred years, he transformed himself into a Lich in order to break through the shackles of the physical body and qualifications. His five senses have faded, but his mental acuity has reached a state that ordinary people simply cannot imagine. Almost as soon as Viscount Norman gave birth, he felt it.
The words fell, and the black scepter in his hand once again snarled, and the Undead Bone Dragon roared immediately, and flung towards Viscount Norman.
Viscount Norman's face suddenly changed.
how is this possible? !! How could he find out? !!
Viscount Norman couldn't figure it out anyway, it was incredible. However, at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it. He could only do his best to throw out all kinds of hole cards at the bottom of the box.
However, the difference in levels is huge like Tianyuan, but how can he escape the birth day under the hands of Level 7 undead bone dragon?
But within a few breaths, he had been caught by the giant dragon claw, and torn in half like Andre.
Another hot heart fell in the hands of Lord Solo's sacrifice. The smile on his face became brighter and stranger, as if the more dead people, the happier he was.
Viscount Mars was so scared that he nearly fell on his knees, his face pale, as if the next moment he was going to perform in place.
After a while, he suddenly woke up with a spirit, and Zanjian took the initiative to open his mouth tightly: "Lord, Lord, Lord. Last, in the case of the previous count's sudden death, and no heir was designated, the heir The nominations of more than half of the heirs of the clan can be directly sent to the direct marquis to seal, issue an official document, and inherit the earl. Now the only heirs of the Raymond family are Black and me. I, I, I will now write a letter to Black for nomination. "
As he said, he pulled out the pen and paper and started to write in a hurry, fearing that his movement would be a little slower, he was determined to be dissatisfied by the debilitating demon king and slaughtered directly.
For a time, except for the rustle of quill falling on the parchment in the hall, no other sound could be heard.
Wu Hui, pulling his blushed face, quietly moved outside the door again, taking a breath of fresh air through the slight wind to avoid being smoked by the smell in the hall.
Ok?
He suddenly noticed that there was a figure hiding in the corner outside the door. It was actually the beauty boss Liliana.
She did not know when she sneaked out of the castle hall. Her eyes were closed tightly now, and she was trembling slightly. She did not know what she was thinking. She seemed to be restraining her emotions. It seemed that a kind of anger was brewing in her body. Sad and changing.
Looking at this scene, Wu Hui thought for a moment, thinking in his heart.
It seems that Sister Nana is indeed a person with a story ~
Soon, Viscount Mars wrote the official document. Although the words were crooked because of the hand shake, the meaning was very well expressed.
Lord Solo was very satisfied with his knowledge, and finally let him go with mercy.
At this point, the dispute in the Castle of Thorns finally came to an end.
Soon, a document was sent out and arrived in a castle that served as the Marquis' House.
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A few days later, in the Thorns Castle.
In a black robe, Solo's main sacrifice covered with dark negative death energy, gray robe Moses, and the rest of the dark fangs came together.
The instruments recognizing Blake Leighton as the owner of the New Castle of Thorns, and the succession to the earl's title, have come down. Once this document came out, no one could arbitrarily deprive Black of his title.
As a result, he was already the earlless Earl, the supreme ruler of the thorn collar. Even when Duke Litton arrived in person, he could not intervene in the affairs of his territory at will.
"Master Black." Moses smiled at Blackpie with a smile. "No, no, no. It's time to call Earl Black, distinguished Earl, please take the seat."
Blake's temperament was more noble than a king's son under the aristocratic aristocratic uniform. This was his face, but it was a little bit pale. He always wanted nothing about the count's position, let alone made him a puppet count.
But what can he do if he doesn't do it? They have already taken the terrible pill. If they are not obedient, the other party can make him feel uncomfortable at any time, and even the soul is gradually devoured.
"Goodbye, my freedom." Blake trembled and sat down in the earl's seat with anguish. "Goodbye, my art."
From now on, my Black is a downright puppet, and a puppet succumbed to the forces of darkness.
"桀桀 桀 ~" Moses smiled proudly. "Your obedience and obedience are the basis of our friendly cooperation. Since our dark fangs have helped you become the earl in charge of the thorns. According to the friendly agreement between us , I hope you will also help our lord behind the dark fangs to spread faith in the thorn collar area. Come, please sign your name on this document and stamp the seal of the owner of the thorn fort. "
That arrogant and arrogant look is really like the eunuchs who once prevailed in ancient times on Earth.
The old thing of Moses is really an outright old badass.
Behind Moses, Russell's main sacrifice, which has always been dark and deep, still looks impassive. As if he came here, it was purely a town.
"You ..." Blake said with a pale complexion, gnashing his teeth, "You are cults, but you are planning to run the thorn collar into a dark cult base?"
"Hahaha, Lord Black don't talk so badly." Moses, the gray robe, smiled, "It's us together, to illuminate the glory of the Lord all over the thorn collar." He looked around arrogantly, "I don't know Who wants to oppose? "
Some senior officials with thorn collars bowed their heads, they have already learned the power of this dark cult. Especially that Russell's main sacrifice, but the most powerful Holy Order strong, even the original most powerful Yasheng could not be beaten.
"Haha, the nobles are indeed a group of puppets." Moses Gray laughed arrogantly, "Since there is no objection, Master Black should obediently stamp it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and so on."
At this moment, Wu Hui, who has always been low-key, came out casually, yawning, and said, "I'm against it."
The eyes of everyone in the audience focused on him. Where did this guy come from? It didn't seem to have impressed me before.
Only Liliana, who was standing behind Wu Hui, burst into her eyes and smiled. This guy really can bear it. It's only then that he starts to exert his strength.
"Aren't you opposed?" Moses grinned. "On the basis of you, Master Waste, who doesn't even have a level 1, what qualifications are there against?"
"Sister Nana, you can make a list." Wu Hui took Liliana's arm and pushed her to the front row. "My sister Nana is here, who dares to pretend?"
"Huh?" Liliana looked awkward. Shall she be shameless?
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