After Becoming The Tyrant

Abyss Strait, east side.

Black Dragon was killed, and the news of the Bahrain mercenaries defeated the Shengting, the Pope sighed.

"Sure enough, it is a Alchemist."

He whispered, just like a judgment of a long time has been confirmed.

The same thing is sent to the Pope in the Pope in the Guircon's Navigation, under the escort of the fleet. That is a crystal ball belonging to a witch. The Trial Bureau has hosted a few witch from a thousand years ago, and there is a lot of things that the witch is still saved.

This crystal ball recorded the whole process of black dragons killed by Black Dragon.

The seventh sanctuary of the Shengting has been returned, and the alchemic knight in the records is being repeated, and many of the volumes saved by the Shengting.

In addition to the black dragon being killed, the defeat of the Bahrain Mercenary is nothing to do with the huge holy court. The Pope, there is no extravagance in the Rodon Empire, and the rebellion can be honest to the family. On the other hand, the purpose of the pope is also reached -

The collection of the expeditionary army has been carried out in an orderly manner, and the Believers of the Holy Lord gathered in each country. The head of the Bahrain Mercenary and Trial Group, who took off the war in Rodon, tens of thousands of people gathered.

Everything is worth it.

The employed mercenary army forced Rodon to take special means to drive the people to fight the greedy aristocrat. The slaughtered black dragon descendants make the alchemy knight hidden in the dark to board the battlefield. The king of Rodon can use this chaotic, and his empire is short-lived into a piece of iron, but the Sheng Ting is also paying some things that do not touch the trunk.

Just like two unsatisfied camps in the attack, for some purposes, an alternative "cooperation" is reached in a subtle way.

The dance of this cruel death is quickly rotated, and it is unpredictable before the knife is not pulled.

"Rodon, Pullan I."

The Pope stands up and the room is alone.

He sang on a chamber of the study, and the ancient wooden bookshelf slipped one side, showing a long dark road with ancient painting. The candles in the dark road fill the air with the air, and the fire is hot, and the fire is bright. The candlelight is drawn on the painting, and countless countless ways to appear in front of believers.

This is a history that is hidden by the Holy court.

About the gods, the Millennium Kingdom and the Trial War.

For a thousand years, the Holy Ting is carefully concealed. Even if it is inside the holy court, it belongs to the top secret.

The Pope went in, along the promenade, the ancient picture, painted with unknown pigments, over the years, the color is still bright. All the old gods in the abyss and the persistence of the remains of the people in the sea are painted, in addition to this, there are many forgotten old gods, and He has a weapon over the sky. The world is divided into three layers, sky, ground and foundation. The sky is the field of God. It is the world of the world. There is a unimaginable architecture suspended in high altitude. The ground is human, is a bright and dark, mortal, or good or evil. The lowermost is hell, is the darkness of the world, the red fire, the sulfur black stone beach, the devils such as the snake group, entangled.

In that era, the gods of the gods and the dark creatures of hell were mixed on the ground. The world has become the most complex furnace of the world.

The middle of the promenade is a pair of depicting the eve of the ancient city of Belgi, and the wise man is explained in an ancient language.

The sky is the cloud, the abyss is boiling, and the darkness is in the dark, and there are countless shadows, which are all shrouded from top to a horrible trouble. The ancient city is over, the clouds are like a mountain, and the Thunder is like a snake.

The old city of the ancient city is on the square, and the crowd avoids the wise people, even his students are afraid. Only the thin and thin wise wise hand holds ancient volume, he is driven by some kind of power, a word, a word, and eternal prophecy ... or call it as a curse.

"The earth is eternal, and the most despicable people will dominate the cemetery. The people are the top, the people are under, the life is not, such as the two sides of the coins, the more it is impurities."

After this sentence is interpreted, the storm has fallen, and the Thunder destroys the ancient city Billy.

After another, there is a never-end war, sometimes God and God's war, sometimes God and the war war, sometimes the war of magic and magic. The human beings are in the turmoil of the war, if they follow the Ping Ping, they have been left behind, live in the sink. It is gradually, however, the human shadow begins to join the war.

Since then, the sky began with a throne shadow, which was gradually clear. All races, all existence, do everything to climb it.

The middle of the air is missing, and the Pope walks before the air wall and came to the end of the promenade.

There is the last painting there.

The Pope stands in front of the last painting, looks at it.

On the screen, there is no camp in the battle, and it seems that the world's face is only killed.

The gods and the gods smile, the gods and the gods are killed, the gods and mortals are killed, mortal and group magic kills, the group and the group kill ... Finally, the mortal kills. The sky is faintly has a throne, and the throne is empty, and the royal crown is under the moon.

This is a sad painting, solidifying the world's largest iron, the most bloody battlefield, the most sad death, the most shameful betrayal.

"How can people want to see God to save himself?"

The Pope looked at this picture and whispered.

In addition to him, no one, no one, history and truth being hidden in a shocking painting, time is also silent.

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

The night is gradually coming.

The devil walked in the night and strolled through the streets of Mezl Castle. He did not appear directly in the king's room, the first time in the city of the king.

He did not deliberately hide himself. When you pass through the drunkenness and night, the night of these cities saw a strange night guest. For them, he appeared to be a polar - high and thin, wearing exquisite black dress, support A black umbrella, and the black umbrella can be seen in his clothing.

A drunken ghost is in front of him.

This unlucky, enough guy who made the whole hell to applaud, I was fortunate to play a photo with him. Paleo is not like a living skin, the cheekbone is high and thinner is aggressive. This is a guy who is more beautiful, but Yin Yu, even the most dissolute Hongzhifang is not willing to close.

His pupil is black, and there is no anything, all of which will be swallowed by the hairdress of the whole.

After the devil silent, from the drunken wandering, he passed behind him, and the guy fell straight. All the eyes of all peekest "fat sheep" peeked at this instant disappeared clean.

A city.

The mortal city, the city of Your Majesty.

The finest sound in the city fell into the ears of the devil.

Good and bad, chaotic ... All emperors should know, no matter how great, how love for people, there will be people to break the big, all criticize him at any time in China.

His hurts should know these.

His knees know this.

The devil stands on a street, listening to those voice inclusions, gently turning the black umbrella. Starting from the ground to the north, the devil has been suppressing its own violent. The idea that I want to simply destroy the whole world, even if I can't calm down after the snake in the world.

Even becoming a trustee.

Those who he didn't want to think of, to ambient, wake up by its words in the battle with the snake of the world, and then linger in his mind.

His once, did not catch his hurt.

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

The swim of the betrayed wore the heart of the king, the world fell into the never-ending killing, God is good, the group is also, the mortal is also struggling to fight in the chaos. He went through half of the battlefield, found his contractor on the wilderness. The crown of the sky is cracking, and his soul is disappearing at a little bit.

"Your Majesty, you have violated the contract."

He said his hoarse voice. He hosted the king from the blood of the blood, he was a blood, his king was also a blood, heaven and earth killed, and they were alone in anyone.

"Your soul should belong to me."

He is not sad, the devil will not have that kind of thing. He is just angry, and his treasure is destroyed by his treasure.

This will eventually belong to him.

The double-blue pupil printed with the throne of the sky and the crown of the crown, he didn't answer, only handed the white bones to the devil.

The devil was deprived of the name, his strength came from the king's authority, and people who have given him a lot of efforts now have to completely disappear. He will change it again back to the curse that is expelled to the world, lonely and angry.

In this abroad, the Crown and the throne have been destroyed, and the only white bone sink is the last rights.

Now, the king handed it to the devil.

Why do you give me it? The devil wants, I am a shameless devil. Take a white bone handle, I can tear the contract, anyway, you are completely destroyed, I can't even get a soul, I don't need to work anymore. Don't you expect a hell's devil's conscience to find that after you dissipate your duty, do you for your help?

Don't make a joke.

"Your Majesty, you really want to give the scepter to a devil who is full of lies? Are you not afraid of your Wang Cheng to change the master?" His voice is as light as ever.

"God gives us the biggest power, and we have to take the most ambient price." The king's pupil is printed with the crown of the crown in the sky. "The contract said to overthrow this world together, then don't Termination, never let go down your sword ... this is a command. "

The final command.

The killing on the battlefield is still going on, constantly there is gods, and constantly there is a lord of hell to die, white bones are tired, the blood river corpse. In such chaos, the king's voice has been low.

The devil can be understood and clear.

He has a while.

That is what they first said, "Never end, never give up the sword."

"Well, if this is your order."

He quietly had a while and took a white bone foot.

During the fluster, the wind is crying, the world is a battlefield, and the soldiers are added, but it is still as dead. He hit his hit, sitting on the black stone of , seeing the long river of the sulfur and retired, seeing a corpse continued. His Majesty is as quiet as him, quiet and terrible.

"……His Majesty?"

It seems that it took a long time, he shouted.

It should be like usually the same, his hurts will only look slightly, but too lazy to answer.

The devil reached out on the eyes of the king.

"Good night, Your Majesty."

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He walked to the gate of the Royal Palace, standing for a long time in the slightly cold wind, and then quietly walked in.

Just like that, when I wanted to take the soul of the king, the guards of the Royal Palace did not find him. He walked through a familiar corridor, and finally pushed the door.

The moonlight falls into the room from the window, falling on the high back chair on the window.

Silver hair is sitting on the chair and not sleeping.

"Don't I say a 'good night'? Dear Your Majesty."

The devil is slightly smiling and smiling.

"Then I should say a 'Hello'? Knight." The king asked.

"If you are willing."

The king looked at him, his smiling expression was like an impeccable mask.

"Hello, the knight."