The Devil's Escape Diary

Seeing the appearance of Seuss, Tildard could only look at Gandolf.

"Speaker Gandolf, look at this matter..."

Gandolf also looked at Seuss: "Do you have to do this?"

Hughes nodded: "If all the guys who have been thinking about me and have offended me are let go so easily, will anyone be able to hit me in the future?"

"I need to let some people know that if you want to benefit from me, you should be prepared to give your life."

"All right." Gandolf was also unambiguous: "It's all about your demons anyway."

With that said, he shouted at the fellows from the United States of Mage: "What do you look at! How is the settlement in Chongtan City! Follow me if you have nothing to do, Sky City needs support!"

A group of people from the United Kingdom of Masters suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated back in the dark.

Hardy was already stupid, he looked at Timdal in a daze, his eyes full of saving me expressions.

Allen came to Seuss and whispered: "Friendly reminder, noble games are not played in this way. You can kill humans, kill the same clan, and consider the consequences."

"Those rules that don't suit me." Seuss slowly said: "It should have been changed long ago."

Hardy’s eyes were already full of despair. Seeing that no one could help him, he suddenly yelled: "Fight with him!"

The seven dread demons looked at the two princes standing far away, and now they also understood what was going on.

They roared, and when the sanctuary opened, they rushed towards Hughes together.

Hugh didn't move, watching them rush over, and said, "Hadi will leave it to me."

In the next moment, a burst of dragon flame burst out from behind Hughes!

That is the coercion of the dragon!

That is the breath of legend!

The moment Long Yan appeared, everyone felt like they couldn't put on their breath!

The sanctuary with a gang of mortal determinations was burned in an instant, and there was no scum left!

And Hughes had already appeared next to Hardy. He pinched the latter's neck, shook his head and said, "It's been two years....Is still a high-level one, don't you lose the demon?"

Hardy's face was pale, he looked at Seuss, doing his last struggle: "I am...I am the royal family...I am...I am..."

Click!

Hughes threw Hardy to the ground. He glanced at Hardy's body, shook his head and said, "No... you are nothing."

"Vivicle." Hughes turned around: "I can ensure that these guys will not go to the kingdom of death."

Vivli didn't know the seriousness of the matter at all, just smiled and said, "No problem, it's all new."

Death is coming!

Waiting for everything to end, Gabriella has left with all the people of Husse.

At the scene, Timdal looked at the gray Hardy's body in a daze, his eyes full of puzzlement, shock, and various complex emotions.

He couldn't believe that Hughes actually killed Hardy, and even downplayed it so lightly.

Tildard grabbed his brother by the collar and scolded angrily: "See clearly! See what kind of monster you are going to provoke! Any conventional rules will not have any effect on him! He Will do whatever you want! Timdal! You can be thankful that you are alive!"

Timdal's face turned pale... His lips trembled a little: "I...I...what should I...how do."

"Pray." Tildade turned around: "Pray not to touch him again in the future!"

ps: I was ready to go to bed after I finished the third chapter, but after thinking about it... it seems that I still owe some... and I was a little sleepy at first, and I wrote it again after I got through it. A chapter.

I'm going to bed....

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Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: Find a place

The kingdom of death.

The Lord of Death was sitting in front of his throne, looking at the fifteen stars across the hall, five were dimmed at this time, and there was no anger in his expression, but rather full of interest.

"It's another race that likes to struggle. I haven't encountered such a creature in 20,000 years. Interesting."

And above this hall, there are nine legendary lords at this time, and they lowered their heads, and they were a little unpredictable what their own country lord was thinking.

The Lord of Death retracted his eyes and looked at the Death Lords below: "Is there anything you want to say?"

"This... this is just an unexpected country lord." A legend quickly said: "We... I didn't expect these groups of living beings to be so cunning!"

"I have seen opponents more difficult than them." The death lord said in a flat tone: "I am asking you if there is any other way, not for you to admit your mistakes."

"Block." A death lord said quickly: "Block the Styx, so that the undead cannot enter the reincarnation, so that the world of the living can only die."

The Lord of Death was silent.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hand: "Come here, throw this shameful thing to me."

"Huh?" The death lord was stunned: "Lord! Lord, I can't do my way, lord!"

There are already two legends driving him.

"How many years have been, only strength but not brains." Cicitro looked impatient: "Throw it out quickly. After a while, the IQ of a house will have to be lowered by this guy."

The guy was thrown out, and a death lord had already disdained: "If we can control the reincarnation of Styx, would it be so troublesome?"

The Lord of Death looked at him.

This guy quickly lowered his head: "The Lord."

"Throw out this bullshit bullshit too."

"Eh?"

Ever since, another legend was thrown out of the hall.

The remaining seven legends looked at each other, and their eyes were almost like you first say you first.

"Ask you how to do it?" The Lord of Death said, pointing at the two people in front: "You talk about it."

The two legends looked at each other, and then quickly said: "The subordinates don't know..."

"Come here, throw out these two wastes too."