Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

The loud and raging laughter broke the silence.

There is no doubt that only His Majesty the Great Mad King can make such a laugh at this time.

He shouted with his arms open, "Yes! Yes, that's what I want to see! A real orgasm! ”

Averiggs is flat.

Anubi has cried out, "Behold, the nightmare of the spiritual tribe, the wise protector of the tyranny, has devoured Lord Avrigus, the beautiful god of love, who is so feminine! ”

Anubi laughed wildly: "This is exactly what I was looking forward to seeing, and I admire the death of the nobles more than just now! I'm going to love you, Longtu, for the most magnificent show I've ever seen in decades, and I swear by my soul, I've never seen anything like it. Look at the look on Averiggs's face. He's being tricked like a fool! Everliggs, you never dreamed you'd be here today, did you? ”

Avrigus was blushing: “I don't think there's any Coke. ”

“Of course, for you.” Anubi laughed with a bite.

The mob nobles around us ate together and laughed.

One thing Anubi was right about was that Averigs had never eaten like this.

For the first time, he tried to teach someone a lesson but was all hurt and bounced back.

"The soldier who went to find evidence hasn't come back yet," said Avrigus. ”

Anubi immediately said, "But you and I both know Longtu can't lie, right? Unless you let your soldiers destroy evidence, but obviously you're not such a thug, you're an honest god of war, and you'll never do that. That's exactly what I hate about you, but now I'm starting to like your quality. It turns out that behind all the abominable faces, there's something cute about them. It's amazing how I didn't find them before. ”

Anubi stared, “I mean, Longtu discovered the cute spot on you, and he made you cute. ”

Avrigus was blue-faced and silent.

The soldier who went to find evidence returned soon.

As expected, there is really a report on the need to repair the guardian light screen.

Apparently, however, the mob manager did not take it seriously.

Corpse suicide, malfeasance, whatever, that's common for the mob anyway. It is the problem to do so immediately upon receipt of the report. Besides, in order to ensure that the other party fulfilled its malfeasance, Su Shen chose to hand it over when the other party was drunk.

And so it all happened so rationally.

Perhaps there are other details?

Other plots?

Other characters and reckoning?

But it doesn't matter.

What matters is that something has happened, but it was an accident.

The nobility died a lot and the gods of war lost face, but the emperor was happy.

“Everything has rules.” Su Shen has said: "Since there is no proof that I planned and made all this, can His Majesty the God of War let me go? ”

Avrigus looked at Su Shen for a while and finally nodded: “I'll keep an eye on you, kid. ”

Su Shenfeng replied in opposition: “I think you should be looking at those spiritual clans. We all know that the spiritual people have the ability to delude themselves, and maybe the gladiator was bewitched by some spiritual group who snuck across your defensive line into the Gulanberg. ”

He was so close to saying that Averigs was responsible for all of this.

But it is undeniable that this logic is quite elusive.

Even Averiggs tried to keep his anger down, so he didn't go wild.

He glanced at Su Shen and left.

Looking behind Avrigus, Anubi muttered, “I rarely see him like this, you can offend him. ”

And then he turned around and said, "But I love it! Ha-ha-ha! ”

Smile again.

With Averiggs' integrity and perseverance, Anubi certainly didn't like it.

Su Shen chuckled: “Your Majesty's good is where I was born. ”

“Very good," Anubi said. Now that you've given me a wonderful performance, I'll keep my promise. From today on, you will be my chaperone. ”

“Your Majesty!” Kelver screams.

The in-chief theory ranks lower than the head of his court, but is better than close, arguably closest to Anubi.

Anubi is sober with his men's minds and has the ability to outsource them. He will keep me happy. When the Mad King is not mad, he is sober than anyone else.

The problem is, it's not good for Kenwood.

He had always wanted to be a waiter, but feared that one day Anubi would be in a bad mood or too good a mood, and he would slap him to death, so he would suffer and would not dare ask.

Now it's good, you don't have to ask, you have to stare hard. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Anubi, unaware of the complexity of his mood at this moment, simply said: "Didn't you say there was another game? Go on.”

He was still in the mood to watch the fight.

Also, what just happened was his “entertainment”, and since it's entertainment, nature needs to continue.

“Yes, Your Grace!” Kenwo respectfully waved down continuously.

When he knew he had lost the battle, he realized it must have been Su Shen's plan.

But he was not afraid, and this Longtu arrangement did make His Majesty happy, but it also enraged most nobles. It is not desirable to have so many sins like this, even if this one is His Majesty the Emperor. Because you don't know when you're going to die in other aristocrats' calculations, and sometimes it's really reckless to do something with the mob that doesn't even have a calculation.

So he's still doing everything he can to make Anubi laugh, or at least make him feel a little fun after the big meal.

Soon a new gladiator appeared.

The moment I saw the new gladiator, Su Shen also beamed.

People!

That's a bunch of people.

Twenty people, dressed in broken armor, dragged their wounded bodies and were driven to the battlefield under the beatings of riot soldiers.

“Humanity!" Anubi cried low.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Kemwo lowered his head: “These are human soldiers who are travelling in my country. Send His Majesty a joyful offering today with all this human blood. ”

“Mmm!" Anubi nodded. Despite being a madman king, his hatred for human incisors, as a tyrant, continues unabated. By the same token, watching the joy of human death is probably second only to seeing the death of the spiritual race. In quantity, however, humans can compensate for the shortcomings of the spiritual race.

Su Shen's heart trembled when he saw so many human soldiers standing there.

At that moment, he had decided to save them in any case.

Clearly, however, this cannot be solved by brute force, and a way must be found.

Su Shen's brain spins fast, and the combination of the soul crystal and human wisdom makes his thinking faster and more efficient.

Anubi's voice had just come down, and Su Shen suddenly said, “So this is a massacre, right? ”

The atmosphere was frozen when it stood.

Anubi and Kemwo looked at Susin together.

Kenwo's face was silent: "So what? ”

On the other side of the pitch, 20 human fighters have come out.

A bunch of fierce crack-toothed wolves.

The cleft wolf is only an ordinary Chinese beast, but enough to deal with an equally ordinary Tianwei soldier.

Most importantly, behind the cleft wolf, there are more beasts waiting.

As Su Shen said, it was a massacre that was destined.

Human soldiers use their flesh and blood to satisfy the perverse and perverse psychology of these mob aristocrats.

Su Shen Ice replied: “It's a waste, a shameful waste! ”

Kenwood's face changed rapidly and Anubi asked, "How can you say that? ”

"Before I answer His Majesty's question, could His Majesty please stop the fight? I can't accept seeing such a violent object. ”

Anubi reached out, indicating that the fight was paused, and a light screen separated the sides.

Su Shen bowed down and replied: “Your Majesty, fighting is like a feast. Every gladiator is the most precious ingredient on the table. It is our responsibility to combine these ingredients. Only the best materials are accompanied by the best handling methods to make the most beautiful banquet. Humans are rare materials that are rare in a gladiator's field, I suppose, even in the great kingdom of iron and blood? ”

Anubi nodded: "It's not easy. ”

“This rare material can be treated with the finest processing methods to maximize value. But now Mr. Kemwo intends to squander them in the most primitive and barbaric way... which is a shame. Twenty brilliant human soldiers, if I had them in my possession, in less than a long time, I would have allowed them to perform at their best for His Majesty. ”

Kev's face changed: “Your Majesty, don't listen to him...”

Anubi laughed, “I think he's right. It is indeed a pity that these humans did not come easy to squander. They should be better cultivated in order to release the most beautiful flowers of blood. In that case, all these people are yours. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Rest assured, Your Majesty, that I will make all human gladiators the most beautiful scenery in His Majesty's Christmas!” Su Shen stood up loudly.

Anubi's birthday is two months away.

In one sentence, Su Shen bought two months for these human gladiators.

Anubi didn't care, nodded well and left.

Su Sung smiled and looked at Kenwo: "Well, Lord Kenwo, these humans are mine. ”

Kenwo hummed: “You won't be too proud... give him these twenty humans! ”

He said to turn his head away.

“Lord Kelver, I think you're mistaken. I was talking about all humans before His Majesty... all!” Su Shen: “I suppose you have more than that, don't you? ”

Kenwood looked hard at Su Shen: “What do you want? ”

Su Shen replied: "I just want to celebrate a gorgeous Christmas for His Majesty. ”