Book of Gods and Demons

"Where is Mata?"

　　 When Margaret III received the news that Ma Kai, Dunn, Sean and others were assassinated, her first reaction was to ask about the whereabouts of King Mata XIII.

　　 "His Royal Highness, he is going to visit Her Excellency Merlin." A court official bowed respectfully to Margaret III.

　　 "Merlin?" Margaret III grasped Heilinger's killing, and said coldly: "What happened to Merlin?"

　　 "Your Excellency Merlin, it seems...under the influence of that crown." The court official lowered his head, squinted, and carefully looked at the toe of Margaret III's shoe.

　　 Margaret III pressed her lips hard.

　　 ‘the influence under the crown’, this is a curse, a curse that people who have gained the power of Hydra will inevitably endure.

　　 just like herself...

In the past ten years, she has let go of the government and government, and she has been thinking about being an ordinary cook in the old grandmother’s tavern. Although there are factors of some things eighteen years ago, it is also related to her being influenced by the crown. Direct connection.

　　 Under the crown, Helingel, symbol of chaos and depravity, Lord of destruction and greed.

　　 Get his power, you must bear his chaotic thinking.

　　 Especially... Hydra has nine heads, and you only have a pitiful head.

　　 "Poor Merlin, I hope he can keep on." Margaret III sighed with emotion: "Then, Your Excellency Medica, please take care of the claustrophobia. It seems that I can only do it by myself."

　　 The corner of her mouth curled up, and she smiled coldly: "Joe killed George... Whether he did it or not, but this thing was done beautifully. So, this is the revenge of the Ice Sea Kingdom against us?"

"They died of a prince, so they were poisoning our royal family members?" Margaret III smiled and shook her head: "Oh, really my good sister. Her thoughts and reactions are exactly the same as mine. It's."

　　 She waved her hand fiercely: "Don't let me catch them... Otherwise, the people who do this, I will take them to feed the snakes..."

　　 When everything happened, Mata XIII was led by Merlin's two sons and walked into Merlin's bedroom.

　　 In the bedroom, ‘Merlin’ was lying quietly on the bed without making any noise.

However, occasionally, wisps of snake-shaped black air spurted from the center of his eyebrows, rushed more than a dozen feet high, and hit the ceiling of the room, and there was a whining sound of "hissing" that continued to spread. Come.

　　 The room was bitterly cold, and there was an undercurrent surging in the air, washing everyone's body in waves.

　　 Chaos consciousness, mixed will, weird and evil babble echoed in the air.

　　Mata XIII's body shook.

　　 Next to him, Merlin's children and grandchildren only showed a trace of pain on their faces, and Mata XIII was particularly affected. His body seemed to be suppressed by a large mountain. As he walked step by step towards the bed of ‘Merlin’, his steps fell on the carpet in the room, and the carpet under his feet was shattered, revealing deep footprints.

"Merlin, my old friend." Mata XIII walked to the bed of'Merlin' step by step, and reached out to hold the dry, cold palm of'Merlin': "You are finally here, this day... you... "

　　 Mata XIII roared and retreated sharply.

　　Merlin, who was lying on the bed, let out a sharp and tricky laugh, his arms exploded and turned into a dozen crystal clear, long, thin, translucent light blue tentacles.

　　 The flexible tentacles stretched to tens of feet in length, and the tiny venom glands are clearly visible on the extremely thin tentacles.

　　 The tentacles turned into a big net, which was slashed across Mata XIII's body.

　　 On the palm of King Mata XIII's palm and arm, a large swath of light blue poisonous blood spurted from the very thin, deep bone wounds. These seemingly slender and weak tentacles have a lethal power comparable to a divine artifact.

　　 Under the skin of King Mata XIII, a large area of ​​brilliant golden patterns lit up.

　　 Numerous magnificent patterns, like oak leaves, are connected together, burning swiftly under the skin of King Mata XIII. The entire body of Mata XIII burned with golden ornate magical flames, and the terrible high temperature surged, and the magical flames formed a set of brilliant armor on him.

　　 In the wound cut by the tentacles, blue poisonous smoke sprayed.

　　 The poisonous blood was burned by Shenyan, and the damaged muscles of the wound were also turned into fly ash. Driven by the huge divine power, the flesh and blood in the wound flew and healed completely.

　　 Mata XIII’s eyes were spitting fire and thunder, staring at the little bit of "Merlin" sitting up on the bed.

　　 "You are not Merlin... who are you?"

　　 The man slowly turned to look at Mata XIII. He coughed slightly, and a flexible tentacles rolled back, rubbed lightly on his neck, and a human skin mask was uncovered.

A thin, blackened old face was exposed, and the triangular eyes flashed with treacherous light. The skinny old man left the bed, his arms turned into dozens of shiny tentacles floating in the air, and his feet were floating three feet off the ground. Standing empty.

　　 "So, what have they done in Florence these years?"

　　 The old man sighed loudly: "His Royal Highness Mata's trump card is actually... you, actually a clergyman?"

　　The old man looked at Mata XIII with regret: "How pure and extreme the power of the sun, if it weren't for this power, how could my venom fail?"

　　Mata XIII sneered: "Cleric? Oh, no, I'm a heresy. I stole Mu's glory and power... nothing more."

　　The golden flames are burning~www.ltnovel.com~Everything in the house is starting to burn.

　　 Meilin's two sons screamed sharply at the same time. They were transformed into afterimages, bringing a series of twisted and dim electric lights, and pounced from behind to the sacred Mata XIII.

　　Mata XIII sneered, twisted and broken in the void, a golden spear speared out of the broken void, and was firmly grasped by him.

　　 The spear carried a strong light that couldn't be seen directly, and it made a loud noise, spewing out thousands of feet of gold thunder, drawing a huge arc, and smashing the two traitors.

　　 Meilin’s two sons were burning all over, they let out a desperate cry of pain, and disappeared into a cloud of ashes between their fingers.

King Mata XIII sadly watched the old man take off the human skin mask and threw it on the ground: "You shouldn't be like this... You killed him, and you desecrated his body so... And they let you do this. Desecrating his father's body... **** traitor."

　　 The entire Merlin family mansion was turned into ashes in the flames of gold thunder, together with the guards, servants, etc. in the house, all turned into a ball of fly ashes.

　　Mata XIII looked coldly at the old man opposite: "Merlin is very important to the Durham Empire...A great figure in the empire must have some burialists. These people are not enough, far from enough."

　　 The old man sighed helplessly: "Sarin, things are broken, we can only kill them!"