I! Dragon people! Invincible!

This noble Tianlong girl, as the only daughter of Saint Boris, the head of the Siltana family, one of the nineteen families, has been spoiled since childhood, but Mary Joa has a fierce name!

It's definitely not a kind of goodness like a beautiful and noble appearance.

Sometimes, the character is vicious and cruel.

"Look at what..."

He glared fiercely at those hereditary nobles and dignitaries.

Let them be silent and uneasy, and quickly look away.

"Useless trash!"

The cold-faced girl jumped up and rushed forward with the air.

"It's because I remand you to win, and what kind of bullshit pirate captain, the bounty is [-] million Bailey!"

In an instant, he kicked out a sharp light green slash, and slammed into the human slave who fell in a pool of blood: "Lanjiao!"

A fifteen-year-old girl has such strength.

Really startling.

"call out!"

"boom……"

Rocks splashed and dust flew.

"Ah—" With a sharp slash, the human slave was cut in half.

The blood was dripping, and the scalp was tingling.

There was an exaggerated cut mark on the ground.

If it weren't for those present, those dignitaries and hereditary nobles were all those who were used to seeing such fighting scenes, and would have already fallen into a panic.

Rao was like this, but there was still a young woman screaming, her face turning pale.

Almost wanted to vomit.

Many people looked at the ice-blue girl with inexplicable awe.

Don't dare to offend at all.

"Victoria Palace, no, Esdes Palace, you lost [-] million Baileys today!"

beside--

One was carrying his hands, a strong physique, wearing sunglasses, and a centipede-like scar on his face.

Looking at the middle-aged man about three meters tall, full of ruthlessness and ferocity, like a pillar that cannot be shaken, he answered with a blank expression.

"Oh, oh, ah... Damn, it's all Anthony sauce~, he's not making me so boring..."

The girl stepped on the atmosphere and fell, her long ice blue hair fluttering, clenching her fists angrily.

She doesn't care how much money she loses, but it's too embarrassing to always lose.

Especially a few days ago, I was often ridiculed by guys who didn't have a good relationship with me on weekdays.

The tall guard with the scarred face reminded very directly: "With all due respect, St. Boris doesn't have much affection for St. Anthony, thinking that he is too dangerous, and he is not willing to let you touch him too much!"

"It's natural for a powerful man to be full of ambition. A man like Anthony Jiang is no better than those weak bastards!"

The girl opened her mouth leisurely and didn't care: "My father is too rigid. Since ancient times, he has been the strong prey to the weak. Even if Anthony Sheng really does something incredible in the future, it will be because his opponent is too weak!"

She will never forget.

Over the years, even other world nobles have been enjoying themselves, degenerating to the extreme, or have already entered the late night of their sweet dreams.

But still unswerving, he left Pancheng alone and practiced silently on the outskirts of the Holy Land.

Constantly throwing fists, swinging legs, and desperately hitting the red giant rocks unique to the red soil continent, which are stronger than ordinary stones, even if their hands and legs are bloody, they are still not cowardly and withdrawn, tenacious and paranoid, gritted their teeth and persisted. .

Even, regardless of the danger, even without any escort.

Climbing with bare hands on the rugged and precipitous red soil continent with a height of [-] meters above sea level!

That is the real powerhouse, the attitude that it should have!

The noble Tianlong people, as the descendants of the creator, flow the blood of God...

That's how it should be!

"Victoria!"

at this time.

A young figure dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking very handsome and tall, with a noble and elegant temperament, came over.

With a warm smile, his tone seemed to reveal indescribable joy: "I knew you were here!"

Behind him, there was a tall figure with a blue and white mask, whose face could not be seen clearly.

The figure was about five meters high, as huge and majestic as a mountain.

There is a hint of danger.

Gives a great sense of pressure.

His aura was no less than that of the scar-faced guard beside the girl.

"Look~, the trash is coming..."

The girl glanced at each other, full of boredom.

Whispering lightly, Saint Anthony was right, weak slaves are waste, and weak Tianlong people are also waste!

"..."

The scar-faced retainer pretended not to hear, and said softly, "Saint Kamalien, the patriarch of the Don Quixote family, is said to intend to propose to your father, Saint Boris."

When the girl heard the words, her face darkened.

With a cold gaze, he looked at Dennis Saint who came up: "Who is the next head of the Don Quixote family, not sure!"

Dennis Saint was in his early twenties. He was a very handsome and elegant man with a faint smile, which made the dignitaries and noble girls present couldn't help beating their hearts.

"Victoria, there's a grand ball on Willie St tonight, and I want to invite you..."

"Not interested in!"

The icy blue hair fluttered, and the girl refused without hesitation.

With a cold and beautiful face, she said, "Also, Dennis, you want to call me Esdes!"

"Saint Anthony said that this name represents the god of war, so I don't want to be a waste, I want to be a powerful god of war like him!"

"Anthony? That bastard, alien?"

Dennis Saint's handsome face stiffened, and he continued to smile, saying: "Victoria, no, Esdes... You should stay away from him, you shouldn't get involved with a guy like him, he's too gloomy... …”

Seeing that the girl's eyes were not good, she quickly changed her mind.

"As a noble Tianlong person, it is really stupid to fight and kill those despicable human beings regardless of their status, and hang out with those mortals all day long."

Although the patriarchs of the [-]th major family are not inherited from generation to generation, there is no rule that does not allow a father to sit on the throne of the patriarch, and his son cannot run for the next generation of the patriarch.

Moreover, his lineage has been elected as the head of the Don Quixote family from generation to generation, and has been in power for nearly two or three hundred years.

All along, he has almost regarded himself as a noble lineage, the true master of the Don Quixote family.

I don't really look down on "sidelines" and "branch lines" like Anthony Saint at all.

It is even more impossible to hand over the position of the head of the family.

Already subconsciously, he regards Saint Anthony, who is outstanding and highly regarded in the Don Quixote family, as his opponent.

It was his father Kamalien Saint who had developed a lot of fear over the past few years.

When he wanted to suppress him, the opponent was already full of wings.

He even cultivated an ace like "Silver-haired Queen of Annihilation".

That woman was very loyal to Saint Anthony, and even Saint Kamalien's private courtship and solicitation refused mercilessly.

Anthony St. that guy is too good at disguise.

So much so, those who only know pleasure, are drunk and dream of death, and are short-sighted.

Everyone thought that guy was humble, polite and warm.

"To shut up!"

The terrifying fluctuations suddenly spread.

"Om--" There was no warning, and an unsuspecting dignitary and hereditary nobles fainted one after another.

Some of the hereditary nobles and the guards of Cipher-Pol, who were not weak and were not stunned, changed their expressions.

"The tyrannical domineering..." Some scalps were numb and terrified as they looked at the domineering, awe-inspiring and glamorous girl like a queen, and couldn't help sweating.

Dennis Saint didn't faint, he was not pure waste.

On the contrary, his own strength is not weak, his handsome and tall body contains terrifying power, and he is not affected at all.

"Anthony Saint is not something that a guy like you can slander!"

His eyes were extremely cold, and he was already fascinated at the age of fifteen. The beautiful, noble, and glamorous Esdes Palace stared at Dennis Saint, and said coldly: "I tell you Dennis, you want to marry me. ? At least in a one-on-one duel to defeat Saint Anthony, I, Esdes, will not marry a waste!"

Scarfaced, the expressionless Cipher-Pol guard, glanced at the tall figure in blue and white mask following Dennis Saint, and said nothing.

Followed like a shadow.

These are not for guards like him to intervene.

"I'll let you see, Esdes—"

Seeing the ice-blue figure who turned and walked away, Dennis Saint couldn't help but his face sank.

His eyes were cloudy.

"Only I, Dennis Saint, are worthy of the noble and beautiful you!"

……

[PS: ask for support, ask for flowers, ask for tickets]*