After Becoming The Tyrant

The sky is gloomy.

The rain falls into the dark ground, and then splashed on the dark brightening, just like a cold rain to the sky, it turns into a fire.

The shape of the wrapped corpse is all, and the madrots of the night tour are on the ground, and their heads are not far away, and the blood flows from their cavity - this ground is Blood, but ordinary people may not see. The blood is sticky, and the beach cannot be brushed by the heavy rain, only the irregular contour is spread.

As for the big man waving the hammer ...

Hey, he is too short to become a debris. If you are willing to distinguish the dirt in detail, maybe you can find a little bone slag?

This level of cruel is rare in the dark world.

Mrs. Ponfeller, half-bird, took wings to flee this terrible dark rain, but she just took the wings and flying, a elegant voice rang in her ear.

"Lady, don't you be with them?"

The gentle wind w whichs through the cheeks of Mrs. Pangfeller, and the next moment her head has dropped from the air.

The last black monk shook, looked at the devil standing in the dark, he forgot that he had already betrayed the faith, got a cross in the chest: "It's impossible, you ... you are ..."

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The devil puts the pale-long index finger in the lips and restores the look of the smile. The black monk would rather trial himself by the people of the Holy See, and I don't want to see him to confirm my own.

"Careful, Mr. Mono. Now I haven't said that the name is."

The black monk has spoke, and it is ash.

"Sorry, time is limited, I have to please sleep."

The devil is like a wreckage in this place.

A little scarlet fell from the half-air.

"what."

The devil raised his head and the mood suddenly turned.

"These damn guys, they have shattered my rose!"

He inserted a red rose in his chest, perhaps, when he just sent Pang Fei, it took off. The devil reached out with a pale hand, caught the rose petals from the fall from the sky.

The petals color scarlet, as if it is soaked from the blood.

The devil gently pinned the petals, containing it into the mouth, the rose in his mouth is a genuine blood in his mouth ... this is the blood drop of the blood drop from his In order to insert the rose on the devil. The devil sighed.

He called a referral.

The black fire is silently burning in the rain, and the corpses of the place burn a clean.

The devil turned around and looked up in the direction of the king.

He likes to like this kind of wind and rain.

This is all the bloody, all of the poisonous, all the good time to betray and death.

"Now." His voice quickly got up, "My dear, please let me pick up your beautiful soul."

Since it is to pick him up his dear, then naturally have the quarter of the honorable identity. This makes the devil are somewhat hard ... he has never been how much these things, there are too many things that have not been empty, but they have not used it. Thinking a moment, the devil took the hand.

A sulfur lake appeared on the ground.

The rain fell into the boiling fire, and the moment was filled with a white gas. The fire lake rolls up, the magma splashed on the surrounding land, the land quickly faster ... There is something slowly increased from inside.

It is a carriage.

Low snoring, pulling the carriage is a dream of shrouding in a fog in the fog. After the dream, the lake filled with sulfur was gradually narrowed.

Finally, only one of the madness of patients can imagine a squamous half claw.

Sen, do not know what the spine of the beast constitutes the quad column of the carriage. Bats and cashoths lay a magnificent car in a wonderful way, the detachable Teng snake skeleton disk around the window around the window, the blue fire is in the snake skull, like a small blue Rose. The carriage of the carriage is in the middle of the four huge hoe. There is a bright magma in the eye nest of the empty hole to flow down, but the feeling of is clearly smiling.

This white bone horse is very strange, horrible, but it also reveals the most evil artistic beauty.

The dreams are low, as if they are complaining that the devil will forget them too long.

The devil is lazy, and this white bone horse has been over for hundreds of years.

"This is going to welcome the most distinguished Your Majesty. Decent point, little guys."

Devil protest.

The devil got a carriage, wasting around the carriage, he reached out of those whispered and beautiful white bones, so the leafless rose brancine was wrapped around the bones. On the thorn, a scarlet rose blooms.

The devil finally was satisfied with the carriage.

He driving a whitebone and drove a heavy musk.

With the wheels turned together, the sulfur drops under the eye nest were dropped, and the stars were in the dark, and then gradually dissipated.

Dreams have been pulling the Bai bones, after a fighting swamp.

One then one, the souls with black A rose from the swamp. The white sand on the wheel opened the mandible, and those souls were like smoking, they were sucked in. When there is no soul to swallow up, the jaws of the have collided with the jaw, and the endless sound.

Like a happy, it is also dissatisfied.

"alright, alright."

The devil appeases quickly.

"The prelude will open, you will have more food."

The night yaw called.

..................

The wind is stopped, but the rain is still continuing, as if there is no rest.

The king sways to the knight in the rain.

Despite successfully subjected to the swamp, the king still pays the price - he is loyal to the swaying of the knights only six. In addition to the king, many other people have some injuries.

The state of a group is a bad roof.

This rain in this September is not a time, it is cold, but it is very beautiful.

Water rains are on the body, even if there is armor, take the way from the slopes, let people feel that they are immersed in the ice cave. In battle, the fierce grooming will teach people to forget the cold. But the battle is over, and the cold is hardened to become more harmonious.

The vows of the knights were all frozen, and they didn't even end the king of the armor.

The king's silver was wet, and his face was pale, but his lips were abnormal, but the lips were absentized.

The king tightly looked at the lips and didn't say it.

The vow, the knight thought he was an angry that the assassination of this night, but only he he didn't know what he was ... He must tightly pull the reins, with the garde not from the horse back. The rain is very cold, and he is cold and hot, the dead headache is like a bone.

If you don't get rid of a warm place, they are afraid that they will not have anything to end.

This era, disease is a more terrible enemy than the Gurden. A cold rain, a high temperature, will easily want to have a small life.

A young vows act as the role of the scout and walks in a slightly in front. However, this rainy night, he can't be too far from the king, and the use of reconnaissance can only pray to God.

The Holy Lord is on, they can suffer from the second wave of attack.

Suddenly, the knight swaving the knight saw a warm flare in front of it.

He suddenly shocked, kleed the reins, the long sword was horizontal.

However, soon, the young vows of the knights are slightly lower.

Because of heavy rains, the light of the torch is shaken, not big, can only blurred the probably shadow. A lonely knight rodered in the rain, his hair is very conspicuous in the fire.

I have vowed that the knight recognizes him.

That is the owner of Turka, with a splendid blonde, a Baron.

The vowed the knight cautiously drive the horse forward, the long sword still maintains a warning posture: "For the glory of rose?"

"For the glory of rose."

The Blonde's Baron answers, he owed the body on the horse, humility.

"The rainstorm is sudden, worried about what is damaged and the ministers, specially greeted."

Oath of the rider tone.

The negotiation made the groups directly to Saiern from the orders, and departed from there. Turnta didn't know what happened was normal. However, as long as it is a nobleman who has a brain wants to climb up, he will see the rain like this night.

"That's good."

Vowed to Knight. He had a heavy cavalry on his shoulders, and the wounds saw that the fragments of the bones were embedded in the meat.

"Your Majesty is in front."

The vowed the knight put down the sword and did not send a signal of the show. He gasped tiredly.

The Blonde Baron sprouts, showing a faint smile.

Rainstorm is under.

The head of the King thought of the king's arrival, the most luxurious and most dreamy courts cultivated the most gorgeous roses ... brought the death and corruption of Rodon.

He smiled, and the rose will always drop, only Luogerang Anime.

The knight swayed, seeing the king and other knights appeared in the field of view, he showed a happy smile and waved toward the king.

The king looked up, and the face was changed.

"Sudden!"

He shouted.

At the same time that the knight waved, the head of Hean also raised his hands high and waved down.

More than a dozen long arches jumped from the sip.