A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"You...who are you?"

The old king struggled to get up from the bed, his originally empty eyes showing strong anger and embarrassment.

This is why the originally wise old king suddenly became extremely angry, and even personally destroyed the Eagle Group that he had promoted and trained to balance the power of the old aristocracy.

Especially after being exposed in front of Griffith in the dungeon, he even lost his temper and grabbed the whip from the torture officer's hand and whipped him.

And he also ordered the torturer to torture Griffith as much as possible without killing him.

It's a pity that he failed to succeed in the end, and instead lost the will and courage to live.

Even after calming down, he felt that he was guilty and unworthy of being the king of this country.

The torture caused by the constant conflict between morality and desire almost drove the old king crazy.

If possible, he really hoped that he could die quickly with these shady secrets.

Unfortunately, just when he was about to lie down and die, he was dug up by two "living ancestors" who suddenly broke in.

In particular, Hansel, a quasi-god with the power of death, soul and mind, can peek into the deepest secrets hidden in others' hearts with just a thought.

Therefore, instead of waiting for death to come, the old king died in public first.

Just look at the shocked and stunned expressions on the faces of the servants and guards kneeling on the ground, and you will know how explosive this incident is in the eyes of outsiders.

The most important thing is that they finally understood why the king was so angry because of Griffith's one-night stand with the princess.

After all, a romantic love story like this between a young upstart and a young princess, even if the father, the king, doesn't agree, usually it shouldn't be so ugly.

After all, the Eagle Group was also the biggest contributor to helping the Kingdom of Mitland win the Hundred Years War.

Griffith and Sharlut can also be regarded as talented men and beautiful women.

Theoretically, it would be a hugely profitable deal for the royal family to win over the Eagle Group through a marriage.

But the old king did the opposite. Because of a romantic affair, he directly went to war and abolished the political helpers he had cultivated. He also allowed the old aristocratic forces to take the opportunity to rise again and become the well-deserved master of the entire country.

That kind of stupidity, short-sightedness and incompetence makes him look like two completely different people from his previous performance.

But now, others finally understood the source of the old king's overreaction.

The shock, disgust and contempt revealed in those eyes made the old guy with one foot in the coffin feel an indescribable shame.

After all, he is not Griffith after becoming a demon. He can completely ignore all the constraints of the world and perform 18-forbidden action blockbusters in public.

"Bah! That's disgusting!"

Mordred spat at the old king, clearly showing his contempt and disgust.

No hesitation!

She walked straight to the bed, dragged him off the bed by his hair, and dragged him to the highest bell tower in the palace, and signaled the bell ringer to ring the bell.

After a while, the entire palace and even the entire city noticed that their king was being carried like a dead dog in the hands of a blond girl.

Before anyone could react to what happened, Xiao Mo, who never liked to talk, took up his sword and chopped off the old king's head, and kicked the body and head off the bell tower, falling straight to the empty space below. in the small square.

"Ah!!!! The King...His Majesty the King has been beheaded!"

"Oh my God! This world is crazy!"

"What's going on? What happened? Is that girl crazy?"

"Guards! Where are the guards in the palace? Why did they watch the king being killed?"

Just as the people on the street were looking at the corpse of the old king that had been smashed into meatloaf and screaming in surprise, a large dark cloud-like thing suddenly covered the sun above their heads.

The next second...

I don’t know what these things were, and they all fell like raindrops from an altitude of hundreds of meters.

First there were hundreds of corpses, followed by a thick rain of blood exuding a pungent stench.

The people standing under the bell tower had no time to dodge and were showered on the spot. Their hearts were beating wildly and their whole bodies were shaking violently uncontrollably.

Although many corpses were unrecognizable when they fell, the remaining armor and clothes on their bodies made it easy to identify them as soldiers, knights, servants, nobles and ministers in the palace.

And these great people who used to be aloof and held great power in the country are now all dead.

To be precise, there was a horrific massacre.

Now people finally understand why the king was dragged to the bell tower like a dead dog and beheaded in public.

Just when the blood rain and corpses falling from the sky plunged the entire city into panic and chaos, a white mist suddenly appeared out of thin air and directly surrounded the entire city from the inside out.

Some people who wanted to rush out from the city gate found that as long as they got close, they would be forcibly pushed back by an invisible force.

Then Hansel's huge face, which was big enough to cover the entire city, appeared in the sky, and he announced in a voice that went straight to the heart: "From now on, this country belongs to me, and you are included.

Now kneel down and swear allegiance to your new king!

Friendly reminder, don't think about playing tricks or running away.

Because I can feel the thoughts in each of your minds and read the deepest secrets hidden in your memories.

And I have engraved a mark on your soul.

As long as I want, no matter where you run to, I can harvest your souls with just a snap of my fingers.

Just like this..."

As the last word came out, Hansel suddenly cast his eyes on several gorgeous carriages with noble emblems not far away.

In a flash!

The souls of all the people in the carriage were torn out of their bodies and flew directly into his mouth screaming.

In particular, the terrifying wailing sound from chewing completely shattered the psychological defenses of these mortals who had never seen gods and divine powers.

No escape!

No resistance!

There was no one who called himself a hero and shouted that humans would never be enslaved!

There was only terrible silence!

Driven by strong fear, the residents of the capital of the Kingdom of Mitlan knelt on the ground one after another and bowed to this monster who was like a god or demon.

There is no doubt that they finally chose to surrender and submit.

Because this is the real reaction of most ordinary people when facing the invasion of powerful foreign enemies and the establishment of rule.

As long as they can barely survive, no one will risk death and implicate their families to fight.

What's more, the Kingdom of Mitlan is still a traditional feudal country, and there is no national consciousness at all.

Especially for civilians, whoever rules is not ruling.

A ruler as powerful as a demon may lead the country to prosperity, or even invade and plunder other countries to make himself richer and richer.

Seeing that the entire capital was at his feet, Hansel quickly returned to the bell tower and smiled, saying, "See, I said it was easy.

Because in the face of absolute power, mortals will show their weak and compromising side.

Now you can select some knights and guards who surrender to us, and start to build an army based on them.

Gather all the adult men in the city who are over 16 years old and under 35 years old.

We now need to build a strong army to fight the Kusha Empire."

"You want to mobilize all the young and middle-aged laborers?"

Mordred was slightly stunned.

Because this is really a bit too crazy, it will greatly reduce the efficiency of production activities in the entire society.

The Kingdom of Mitlan is a typical agricultural and handicraft society. Young and middle-aged men account for a very high proportion of the labor force, and many heavy physical labors are simply not something women can bear.

Especially in agriculture, once a large number of male laborers are lost, it means a reduction in production, and a reduction in food production means famine and death.

But Hansel grinned and responded: "That's right!

I want to turn this country into a big barracks!

A war machine that completely obeys my will!

As for the people living in this country, either join it and become a part of the war machine, or wait to be tortured to death by the upcoming famine and war.

I am not interested in wasting time on long-term agricultural production.

Lack of food?

Lack of weapons and equipment?

Lack of daily necessities?

Then go and rob!

Go and plunder!

As long as the army of the Kusha Empire is defeated, the vast territory of the other side will not be the most perfect target for burning, killing and looting?"

When saying this, Hansel did not hide his terrifying evil aura at all.

Because in his eyes, mortals are just candies wrapped in plastic paper, and you can taste the delicious soul inside by peeling off the flesh.

So he wants to see mortals kill each other in war, and see people gradually abandon reason and become cruel and selfish beasts in order to survive.

When these people struggled hard and finally found that they had given up so much and could not escape death, the unwillingness, anger and regret they felt were exactly the taste of the soul that Hansel liked the most.

"Turning this country into a war machine that can't turn back? It sounds interesting!"

Mordred pursed his lips and showed an interested expression.

She returned to the palace without saying a word, promoted a few surrendered knights, and then ordered them to take some guards to start recruiting soldiers from house to house in the capital and surrounding villages and towns.

In just a few days, a full 150,000 troops were forcibly recruited.

You should know that this is not a small number, but a terrifying force that can drag down the entire country's finances and food reserves.

Even when the Hundred Years War between the Kingdom of Midland and the Yoda Empire was at its most intense, its total force did not exceed 70,000.

To be precise, most of the time it was only maintained between 30,000 and 50,000.

But Hansel was so good that he just went to the extreme to explode the troops, and all the logistics supplies, agriculture and handicraft production were not needed at all.

In order to ensure that the army was combat-ready, he did not immediately confront the Kushan Empire head-on, but instead turned his attention to the surrounding neighbors.

For example, the wealthy French King's Hall and its subordinate churches, and the coastal trading city-states.

In short, Hansel launched a war against these countries and directly lifted the seal on the army, allowing them to burn, kill and loot as they pleased after defeating the enemy.

In just less than ten days, more than five cities and thousands of villages were looted.

All the young and middle-aged men who survived were reduced to slaves, either incorporated into the legion as cannon fodder and coolies, or sold in batches to slave traders.

Women were even worse, most of them were inhumanely humiliated and violated at the first time, and then either sold to slave traders or thrown into prostitution camps to become tools for soldiers to vent their beastly desires.

With the help of this kind of robbery based on countries, the recruits who were originally afraid of war and killing soon changed their faces.

Not only were they no longer afraid of war, but they began to yearn for war and enjoy the huge dividends that war could bring to them.

The poor boy who was looked down upon by no one in the village before, as long as he became a soldier and entered a town, he could immediately get a considerable amount of spoils.

Not only that!

He also had the opportunity to taste those noble ladies and young ladies who he could not even see on weekdays.

As for injuries and deaths...

For the residents of the Kingdom of Midland who had fought a hundred years of war, it was nothing at all.

Compared with poverty, hunger and no hope, death has never been a terrible thing.

So under Hansel's rule, the Kingdom of Midland, which was already dying, actually burst out with incredible potential.

Especially those officers and soldiers from the bottom, not only did they not have any resistance to this dictatorial and brutal ruler, but the more wars they fought, the more they supported him.

Because as long as they could win, Hansel and Mordred really gave money, power, and women.

The environment where people who ignored their bloodline and had the opportunity to succeed as long as they had the ability made these civilians who had been suppressed for hundreds of years burst out with unimaginable enthusiasm.

Although this huge army, which relied on plunder to maintain itself, was extremely brutal and almost left no grass growing wherever it passed, no one could deny their strength.

In particular, Hansel used his divine power to transform the human body, transforming many officers and elite soldiers into monsters that could release divine or spell-like abilities.

Half of them were sent directly to the border to fight against the monster army of the Kusha Empire.

At this moment, in the Judgment Tower of the King's Hall, the Apostle of the Egg had begun to breed a new body for Griffith to complete his second reincarnation.

Various apostles also continued to gather in this area under the call of the power of the Hand of God.

As a result, this continent presented an extremely strange scene.

The area ruled by Zuo Si in the west was desperately climbing technology, improving productivity, and carrying out social changes. Various advanced guns, cannons, trains and machinery emerged in an endless stream. People began to gradually get rid of the shackles of ignorant religion and superstition and began to enter the industrial age dominated by reason.

The east was a scene of chaos, with the Apostles, the Hand of God, the Kusha Empire ruled by the Emperor of Terror, and the Mitlan Kingdom after Hansel's magic transformation.

Even the Hall of the King of Laws was completely reduced to a pathetic background board.

The strong contrast that could not be described in words made the east and west sides of this continent seem like two worlds separated by physics.

At present, in the Judgment Tower of the Hall of the King of Laws, Serpico was flipping through a piece of latest information just sent by the shapeshifter, and his eyebrows were almost twisted together.

Because the Mitlan Kingdom suddenly became a mad dog that bit whoever it caught, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

In particular, many businesses of the Vatimio family suffered huge losses as a result.

So much so that the material supply and economic sources of the entire Hall of the King of Laws were severely damaged.

At present, many places including the Judgment Tower have begun to implement a strict rationing system, and civilians have begun to have no food to eat, and can only survive on dead rats, caught birds, bark, weeds, and rotten garbage.

Every day, many starving corpses appeared on the streets of the city.

It is said that in some places, there are even signs of cannibalism.

It is obvious that the entire eastern region of this continent has completely lost control and is no longer bound by any order.

Although it was quite chaotic before, and the countries fought each other every now and then, at least they were brothers and sisters who believed in the same religion in name. The king and nobles had to listen to the words of the King of France and give some face.

But now, as the Kingdom of Midland under Hansel's control declared war on the King of France and pressed this symbol of divine power to the ground, many people have begun to lose their respect for the King of France and God.

After all, as the spokesperson of God, it was so miserable that thousands of clergy were killed, raped, and sold as slaves. However, the army that did these things not only did not suffer any divine punishment or retribution, but became more and more powerful and richer. Even the most devout believers could not help but wonder whether this god really existed.

As a monotheistic religion, the most feared thing for the Hall of the King of Faith is this kind of widespread doubt on absolute authority.

Because once doubt begins, smart people will soon find that those dogmas are full of logical contradictions, loopholes and unreasonable places.

Of course, the most deadly thing is that after the hungry poor discovered that killing clergy and robbing church property would not lead to retribution or divine punishment, attacks and thefts on monasteries, churches and manors became more frequent, and the public security situation It has deteriorated to an irreparable level.

What's even more frightening is that in order to resist the invasion of the Kingdom of Mitland, the French King's Office dispatched a large number of military forces to the border. The interior became extremely empty and was completely powerless against this situation.

Serpico even felt that if things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before the King's Hall would be completely defeated and massacred mercilessly.

After reading the last word, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, put the letter to the candle and lit it, then sighed with a wry smile: "Alas - I really can't understand this world of ice and fire anymore. I don’t know what’s going on with my father now, I hope he can wake up soon, otherwise the Vatimio family may be completely finished.”

"Are you worried about your family and relatives?"

The shapeshifter disguised as Miss Farnese asked with a half-smile.

"family?

Relatives?

Ha ha ha ha!

I think you seem to have misunderstood something.

For me, there is only one real relative, and that is Farnese.

As for the others, they are just familiar strangers.

I reminded them that they were only fulfilling their obligations as members of the family.

Whether they listen or not is entirely up to them. "

Serpico shrugged his shoulders indifferently, threw the letter that was about to burn to ashes into the fireplace, stood up and looked out through the window.

I saw interrogators and jailers escorting groups of people tied with iron chains, slowly entering the tower through the gate that exuded the smell of blood and death.

Judging from their clothing and nutritional status, these so-called "sinners" were actually just poor people who were starving and trying to grab some food from the church to satisfy their hunger.

But unfortunately, they basically either failed or didn't run away after grabbing it, so they were caught here and killed as a warning to others.

Anyone who knows something about the Tower of Sins knows that the possibility of any prisoner who enters this place being able to walk out alive is very low.

Basically, they either couldn't bear the torture and confessed and were executed, or they were tortured to death by horrific torture.

In recent days, the number of prisoners dying in the Crime Tower every day has exceeded fifty.

This is not a trial at all, but a massacre of the upper-class ruling class against the lower-class rebellious people.

The King's Office is using this method to proactively reduce the population within its jurisdiction in order to alleviate the severe shortage of various daily necessities, including food.

Similar situations continued to unfold in armed monasteries and churches everywhere.

Although there is no clear figure, Serpico believes that the death toll is at least tens of thousands.

Even more people died of starvation, disease, and plague.

Now he is increasingly convinced that the god worshiped by Fawang Hall is an out-and-out evil god.

Otherwise, as long as this God has even a tiny bit of conscience, he will never be so numb as to turn a blind eye after seeing what the church is doing today.

Watching the numb-eyed prisoners entering the Tower of Conviction one after another, Serpico suddenly asked: "How is your investigation going on about the Book of Apocalypse?"

"Sorry, there isn't much information on this yet.

The only thing we know is that the Book of Revelation existed much earlier than the birth of the King's Hall.

It is a crude and difficult poetic way of predicting the future.

According to the records of the Dharma Kings of the past dynasties, the above prophecies have almost all come true without exception.

The church's senior leaders attach great importance to this, and only the Dharma King knows where the original manuscripts are stored.

We have not yet formulated a plan to replace His Holiness and control the entire Holiness Hall, so we have never chosen to take action. "

The shapeshifter bluntly stated the information he had.

As he and his kind began to spread throughout the East, centered on the King's Hall, an unknown network was unfolding quietly.

It was precisely because of the infiltration of these shapeshifters that Serpico knew so much about the dark secrets within the church.

For example, a bishop whom I admired very much in the past actually not only had seven or eight mistresses secretly, but also arranged his illegitimate children in the most lucrative positions.

From then on, he no longer believed in any of the higher-ups in the church, let alone the ridiculous idea that God loves the world.

If Zuo Si hadn't personally said that there is an abyssal god in this world created by the evil thoughts of all mankind, he would even think that even gods were fabricated by these sanctimonious hypocrites to deceive the world.

"Do you think the Dharma Kings of the past dynasties have some unknown powerful power?"

Serpico narrowed his eyes and asked in an uncertain tone.

If it were in the past, he would definitely not ask such stupid questions.

After all, no matter which angle you look at it, the Dharma King who claims to be God’s only spokesperson in this world is nothing more than an old man.

But after seeing the dungeon used by Zuo Si to imprison the apostles, seeing these shape-shifting monsters with terrifying abilities, seeing the monster legions of the Kusha Empire, and seeing the officers and soldiers of the Kingdom of Mitland who were transformed into monsters, Sai Erpico finally began to realize that the world was not as simple as he imagined.

Especially those legendary monsters, demons, and goblins may not only exist in myths, but may have actually existed.

But later, for some unknown reason, these things were far away from the human world.

But now they may be coming back.

"Not sure.

Out of caution, we did not make any tentative moves towards His Holiness.

Because that is too risky and may lead to self-exposure.

But it's a different matter if you give the order.

After all, you are the one who has the authority to make the decision, and we are just the enforcers. "

The shapeshifter raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a playful smile.

Just as it said, Zuo Si deliberately and maliciously handed over the command of all the shapeshifters to this fox-faced young man.

As long as he does not betray, these cybermorphs will obey every order he gives 100%, even if it means committing suicide.

This kind of power to control the life and death of others undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on Serpico, but at the same time, it also gave him the wonderful taste of controlling the life and death of others.

"No, no need."

Serpico refused this tempting offer without hesitation.

The reason is simple. He is not an adventurous person, so he is full of vigilance against this unknown instinct.

In his opinion, if the King's Hall can expel goblins and witches on this continent and establish unshakable divine power, it must have some kind of powerful power.

Otherwise, why would those kingdoms and nobles fear the King's Hall, or even allow it to override them?

"Then what are you going to do next?

You must know that the entire eastern continent has been caught in the flames of war, and the situation is rapidly developing in a direction that is completely out of control and violent.

No one knows what weird things will pop up in the next second.

And I have a hunch that the King's Hall and the theocratic authority they established may not last long.

Because the new king of Mitlan does not look like a person who believes in God. "

When saying these words, there was a hint of playfulness in the shapeshifter's tone.

Coming from New Phyrexia, it was naturally impossible for him not to know that Hansel was the son of the great father of New Phyrexia.

But he did not say it out, but selectively concealed it.

After all, this kind of thing does not need to be revealed to an outsider.

In the eyes of the cybermorphs, Hansel's demise means that the game is about to change from the boring game of cause and effect of the God of the Abyss to a battlefield between godlike powers and planeswalkers.

"What did your master say?"

Serpico raised his head and stared at the shapeshifter who looked exactly like his sister.

Although he still behaves like the real Farnese on weekdays, and even treats her as a substitute for the eldest lady several times, but whenever he is about to lose his mind, the other person will show up and bring him back to his senses.

Moreover, he also discovered that these shapeshifters had no so-called "emotions" at all. They were just a group of ruthless disguise machines, and the emotions they displayed were only simulated.

When they feel the need to change their identities, they will immediately attack the friends or even lovers they are most familiar with and seem to want the most.

The longer they stayed together, the more instinctively Serpico became afraid of creatures like shapeshifters and Zuo Si who could control shapeshifters.

"My master wants you to pay more attention to the guilt-breaking tower under your feet."

The shapeshifter stretched out his right index finger and pointed at his feet.

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

Serpico blinked in confusion.

To be exact, ever since Zuo Si mentioned that he wanted to pay attention to the Sin-Judging Tower, he directly asked someone to help him transfer it.

But apart from seeing countless prisoners being tortured every day until they were both human and ghost, nothing suspicious was discovered at all.

The shape-shifter sneered and explained: "There is an extremely terrifying thing gestating here! Especially the recent sudden influx of prisoners is accelerating the process. Soon, the dark eagle predicted in the "Apocalypse" will was born."

"Reincarnation of the Hand of God?!"

Serpico's expression suddenly changed drastically.

"That's right!

Otherwise, why do you think so many apostles have gathered here recently?

All this is the arrangement of the God of the Abyss!

Soon this place will become a real demon battlefield.

You will then witness with your own eyes the beginning of this wonderful show. "

After that, the shapeshifter ignored Serpico's reaction and turned around and walked out of the room.

But Serpico stood motionless, his two narrowed fox eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

The devil's battlefield?

When he thought of this word, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he also began to worry about himself and even the future of mankind.

Because compared with those terrifying monsters, human beings are too weak and fragile.

You can get a glimpse of this aspect just by looking at the record of the Kusha Empire's Monster Legion.

Most countries don't even have the ability to withstand the charge of those super-giant war elephants. They often collapse immediately after one impact, and are chased and killed by the cavalry who catch up later.

Not to mention human flesh and blood, even solid city walls can rarely withstand the collision of behemoths weighing more than ten tons or even dozens of tons.

Therefore, in terms of the combat effectiveness of the army, the Kusha Empire is almost the ceiling of this world, and all obstacles that stand in their way have been easily removed.

Even many countries knelt on the ground and surrendered to the Emperor of Terror without the courage to resist.

But what was the result?

Such an invincible army was now beaten to a pulp by the monsters of the Kingdom of Midland, and the latter was fighting on all sides like mad dogs.

In Serpico's eyes, the east of the continent is now the battlefield of the Demon God.

However, the Demon God himself has not yet personally participated in the battle, but only sent his troops to compete with each other.

Once the Hand of God completes his reincarnation and leads the Apostle Corps to join in, the battle between the two sides will turn into a three-way melee.

In addition, the new forces that are rising rapidly at an unimaginable speed in the west of the continent may also join in at any time.

Perhaps others don't know what Zuo Si has hidden under his palace, but Serpico knows it clearly.

There is something there that is enough to make the whole world tremble!

And those increasingly powerful artillery, explosives and machinery are also quietly changing the mode of war.

Obviously, Zuo Si left a huge psychological shadow on the young man when they met last time, so that he still couldn't get out of it after so long.

Now all he wanted to do was to find a way to survive from the center of this terrifying storm, nothing more.

As for what was hidden under the Judgment Tower, he didn't want to know at all, and he had no intention of investigating.

What a joke!

The apostles alone were scary enough, not to mention the hand of God that was above them.

As a smart man, Serpico's greatest advantage was that he listened to advice, never did things beyond his ability, and never had too strong curiosity.

He positioned himself as an intelligence collector, a person who passed on messages for Zuo Si when needed.

Things like fighting were never considered.

...

At the same time, in the palace far to the west of the continent, Zuo Si also received news from the east.

After seeing what his son did in the Kingdom of Mitland, he immediately couldn't help but laugh and teased: "It's not easy. He has been suppressed by his sister until now, and finally dares to stand up and resist in his own way."

"Resist?"

The dark prince Graya, who had just rushed over from other time and space, showed a surprised expression.

"Yes.

Why do you think he suddenly made such a move?

Just to have some fun for himself?

Or to devour more souls?

No, neither.

He is showing me an attitude that he is not willing to stand by little Annie.

Obviously, although he doesn't know who I am, he has begun to actively look for allies."

Zuo Si directly revealed Hansel's little calculation.

Because it is not difficult to guess.

In fact, Hansel has been trying to get rid of the control of his rebellious and willful sister.

But unfortunately, the first few attempts failed, and he was severely taught a lesson by little Annie.

Since then, he began to learn to hide himself and pretend to be a good baby before finding a suitable opportunity.

Little Annie, who had no experience, thought that her brother had already surrendered to her power, but she didn't know that her rebelliousness and willfulness were always seen by Hansel and he learned from her.

After all, how could a rebellious sister teach an honest and obedient brother?

But Hansel had not yet ignited the spark to become a planeswalker, so he had to choose to be patient for the time being.

"Hahaha! It sounds like my sister has done something that only hurts herself, doesn't she?"

Dark Prince Graya couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

Although he never doubted the strength of little Annie, he was a little bit unsatisfied with her moody, changeable, and always unpredictable personality.

Because except for lunatics and psychopaths, no one likes to stay with an emotionally unstable person for a long time.

"No way, this is determined by the nature of the quasi-divine power, just like you like darkness and hate light and can't change it. And don't you think it would be a good lesson to let Hansel backstab little Annie at a critical moment?"

Zuo Si had obviously begun to consider how to pit his daughter.

After all, just turning the famous British filial son, Mordred, into a follower is already a naked and undisguised provocation to his "old father".

If this is paired with a Frostmourne, it will be terrible.

It must be hit hard!

"Do you need my help? You know, as long as it is to deal with my sister, I will be very happy to help."

The dark prince Greya showed a gloating smile.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, no.

Because I have found how to crack her means of reversing cause and effect.

And as long as I devour and fuse the God of the Abyss, she won't even have the chance to activate the planeswalker spark and escape.

Now I want to know what this little thing is interested in in this world, so that she will appear here and collect Behelet."

Greyt responded with a little helplessness: "Sorry, father, I don't know my sister's motives, let alone which time and space she has been to.

The only thing that is certain is that she is definitely not here now, otherwise she should have come to confirm your identity long ago.

Of course, if you allow me to contact the two followers of my brother or sister, I may be able to obtain some useful information. "

"Forget it. It is easy to alert them if I contact them now, so it is better to keep a sense of mystery."

Zuo Si rejected the eldest son's suggestion.

"Father, I can also help you deal with my sister!"

Grit's eyes flashed with silver light, and suddenly waved her fists twice.

Although she almost caused a big disaster when she was just born, after being trained by the Dark Prince for a period of time, she is obviously much more obedient than the rebellious little Annie, and she is becoming more and more like a caring little cotton jacket.

"Haha, I appreciate your kindness, but I am not so weak that I need help to deal with a rebellious daughter. And I promise that it won't be long before you can reunite with your twin brother."

Zuo Si reached out and touched the girl's head lovingly.