"Nonsense! We haven't lost yet!"

The lords looked at it and found that it was a pink claw with gray hair, or the apprentice of the Gray Prophet.

Pollock showed his fangs, the flesh that had been torn to pieces by countless green skins.

If it weren't for not knowing whether the other party was a serious prophet, he would have wanted to cut off the head of this thing on the spot. Thinking of the consequences of offending the Prophet's Council, Pollock still held it back and said.

"We have lost. I have met the MPs of the Thirteen-man Council, and it's not something like Wilsky that doesn't even have a little magic."

"Their magic is not as good as the thing above our heads."

"Are you going to challenge the ten thirteen-man councils?"

Pollock didn't give this Grey Prophet's apprentice any good face. If it weren't for giving the Grey Prophets a face, he wouldn't have brought him this meeting.

With so many real lords and real MPs, he doesn't have to worry about the will of this thing.

However, what he unexpected was.

"I ordered as the commander-in-chief of the Expeditionary Force and would never allow a step back."

"Otherwise, it will be regarded as a betrayal of the Thirteen-man Council! This order will continue to take effect before Lord Wilsky returns."

Ecret said suddenly, turning his head and bowing to the Prophet Grey.

After doing all these operations that the rat could not understand, he headed towards the rat lords.

"I don't care about how you use to keep this place, some of the rules of the big city may not work here, such as the things in the factory in Scottish."

"You want us to use magic?"

The slippery clan, who had the fastest brain reaction, immediately glanced at the apprentice of the Gray Prophet, but the other party seemed to have no reaction.

"I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

Ecret said in a low voice.

"And, even if all the clowns can learn magic quickly, what's the use? We still can't get rid of the match monster, and we don't even know if we can block the magic above our heads."

"There are - there are dimensional stones, and there are dimensional stone ore veins! Don't worry about the loss of mana! Win this holy war for the Longhorn Supreme!"

The voice of the Gray Prophet's apprentice sounded again, this time, his voice became more manic, and it sounded like the former Quakwall.

The rat lords looked over in surprise, but did not see the thin ears of cicada wings and the grayish white sarcoma. Some were still the young apprentice.

The rats were immediately furious.

"Gray Prophet?!"

"The Gray Prophet Apprentice."

"His teacher is dead, he is the real Prophet of the Gray."

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"You want to betray the Bighorn Rat!"

"How could I betray the Bighorn Rat? I think you are the traitor."

The quarrel between the rats became louder and louder, as if they had forgotten the threat above their heads.

"shut up!"

The tone of the apprentice of the Gray Prophet became more violent.

Suddenly, he sprinkled a large bag of green shining dust on the ground. The lords were surprised to find that the familiar powder that made the rat feel happy was high-purity dimensional stone dust.

As the rat eyes stared at the puzzled and terrified, Prophet Ash took out a dagger and inserted it straight into his artery. The elastic blood vessel immediately retracted under the skin, and blood gushed out.

Blood sprayed on the dimension stone, causing the apprentice of the Gray Prophet, who was about to become a corpse, to stand up. A green long-horned phantom appeared behind him.

A crack broke in the air, a pillar not thicker than the rat man's waist, about four meters high, and was engraved with fine runes accurately smashed through the round table of the parliament.

In the shocked and suspicious eyes of a member of the Representatives, the body of the Gray Prophet's apprentice began to burn, and his hoarse voice almost passed from his mind to the rats around him.

"All the rats in this fortress touch the pillar of the commandment and bring back Scarven, who is called Eski Ivo."

In the turquoise flames, with the hot high temperature, the body of the gray prophet turned into ashes.

Ecret swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said hoarsely.

"You have heard of the oracle of the Supreme Longhorn, let your troops come down and touch it, otherwise no one will ever want to leave this city alive."

As he said that, his eyes also looked over his head. Although he could not see magic, the wind of life also brought him the feeling of magic wind.

Apart from that magic vortex, the things about the big-horned rat in front of you are also dangerous, so you have to find a scapegoat to try it first.

However, everything in the underground fortress is not unknown.

The skull of Nagas, far away in the fortress, opened slightly and burst into laughter.

And his laughter was also looked at by another line of sight.

In the boundless chaotic demon realm, there is a palace that can bring endless joy, fighting against mortals with greed, appetite, lust, power, pride, laziness, and six kinds of desires.

Here we discuss novel desires that are beyond the above desires with their gods.

A strange cloud of human-shaped lightning, which was constantly deformed, sat cross-legged in the pink and purple palace, speaking to the most prominent pink and purple figure between the mortals and demons.

"The Plague's garden was burned, the mouse rolling in his own dung pile was beaten, and there was also a dead man who became arrogant when he got the news. It was so interesting to have so many changes."

As he said that, he pointed to the fat person who was lying under his pink and purple figure in purple armor.

"Dark Prince, your new toy looks good, another new change, maybe it has appeared in other possibilities."

The thing kept eating the flesh of various mortals, demons, and other creatures, and even wanted to bite the pink and purple figures from time to time. However, these attempts were stopped by a whip with a 6-shaped inverted hook.

The charming female voice was accompanied by some strong male voices, as if two voices were two, no, the pleasant voices mixed with countless sounds echoed in the hall.

"If you are here to be crazy..."

The human-shaped lightning flashed into two lightning tentacles and formed a smiling face.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'm here to celebrate Nurgo's disaster."

Not long ago, an interesting thing happened in the Chaos Demon Realm.

The defenders of Nurg's Plague Garden went to fight in this world. Just as a nearby Lord of Changes, who was defeated by the Great Secret Guard, retreated to the Plague Garden. Two chaotic demon troops followed the situation and entered Nurg's realm.

This would have caused Nurg a little trouble, but suddenly a big guy wearing the Scione Demon Engine suddenly fell out of the portal.

This big guy was not very strong at the beginning, and he fought with the three armies as soon as he landed.

After killing the weakest group of demons in various demons and swallowing them, the big guy suddenly increased his strength and cut off the head of a big impurity who rushed out and ate the big impurity clean.

Obviously, the changing lightning humanoid is very interested in the big guy in front of him.

"The combination of the demon engine and the ogre can produce new changes. I have a plan. How many changes will there be when the combination of the lizardman and the demon engine?"

"How many times will the stars explode? Once? Or nine times?"

As he said that, the Lord of Changes suddenly turned out a smooth and transparent blue head covered with deep ravines, and a smooth tentacle stretched out to approach the Prince of Darkness.

Prince Dark glared, and the smooth tentacles were retracted, putting on a new pink and purple stockings on his legs. Prince Dark responded.
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