bestfiction Chapter 470 Which one is it?
Chapter 470 Which one is it?
When the rough palm touched the hilt of the knife, his consciousness was pulled into the illusion, with countless temptations placed before him.
Constantly magnifying the desires in his heart.
He went back to the past when he was traveling abroad, standing in that magnificent palace, looking at his father who was so bloated in front of him.
His father, Minister Ernest, turned his head slowly, stared at the young man in front of him with his narrow eyes, and spoke with earnestness but with great conviction.
"Travel around the world this time and try your best to gain strength... I want to see with my own eyes that you can surpass my achievements..."
Hearing this, Xila smiled evilly.
The arrogance on his face was not restrained at all, and he even ignored the fact that he was still in the palace and said, "Don't worry, dad, I will surpass you!
Whoever obtains the throne... this world will be my toy!"
But the words just fell.
The little emperor appeared at the entrance of the bedroom, but his face showed a completely different kind of cruelty and viciousness.
"You want to seize my empire? You are so brave! General Esdeath, kill this traitor for me..."
At the entrance, Esdeath also held a blade in her hand, staring at him with extremely cold eyes, and swung the knife without any hesitation.
Sheila didn't even have time to beg for mercy.
I could already feel the life constantly slipping away, the time around me seemed to be still, and everything became gray and disordered.
until now.
He glanced at his father's fat face, and there was no sadness or worry on it, only ridicule.
But he didn't feel any resentment.
Instead, he saw through everything. He believed that the current situation was only caused by his weakness. In this world, being weak is the original sin!
If he had unparalleled power, he could naturally do whatever he wanted.
At this moment, he longed for power from the bottom of his heart.
And in his sight, a ball of fog surrounded by strange black fog suddenly appeared in front of him.
The faintly visible scarlet eyes looked straight at him, and uttered a pleasant voice that was completely contrary to its appearance, "Do you want power? I can lend it to you..."
The words have not yet fallen.
It was as if Sheila had grabbed a life-saving straw.
He shouted with almost all his might, "Give me strength... No matter who you are, give me all the strength..."
"You look anxious."
The black fog replied slowly, but suddenly changed the subject, "But since you want it, I'll give it all to you..."
Falling with the sound.
Xila's world was completely destroyed, his consciousness sank into the mottled desires in his heart, and his body turned into a murderous demon!
outside world.
Under everyone's gaze.
The Azakana in Sheila's hand burst into red power, wrapping around her arms until it spread throughout her body.
He put on a demon mask on his face, and there were also several demon masks around his waist.
See this scene.
Raber murmured with an extremely ugly expression, "Did this guy... succeed?"
When Chelsea, who was not far away, saw this scene, she immediately retreated to a safe area and hid behind Rab and the other man.
He also frowned and reminded.
"Don't just stand there. Whether that guy succeeds or not, we can't deal with him anymore. If you don't want to die, leave now!"
Hearing this, Raber finally reacted and gave up the opponent in front of him. He turned around and called to Brand, "Brand, we should run away!"
Brand doesn't waste words either.
He is passionate, but not stupid.
Since you obviously can't win, there's naturally no need to seek death.
The three of them turned around and ran without hesitation, ready to inform the boss of the news.
But while escaping.
Rab also turned his head and glanced behind him, curious about what the final result would be.
Success? Or not?
Which result will it be?
In his sight, under Sheila's mask, there was a bloodthirsty smile, and her scarlet eyes had completely lost their rationality.
He swung his sword without any hesitation and started slaughtering, trying to kill everything around him!
Seeing this, Rab had already figured out the result in his mind, and even breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately... that guy has turned into a demon...
Run away before it finds us!"
After giving a reminder, the three of them ran away quickly.
I was afraid that if I was a step slower, I would be caught up by the evil ghost.
Behind the three people, blood and body parts seemed like paint and embellishment, and their miserable screams were like beautiful music.
The evil ghost is the painter, rendering his own painting behind the three people.
And the other side.
Will and the others have been completely surrounded, and the experimental subjects have all been killed, while Susanoo stands on the side holding the divine tool.
Najeshitan looked at the current situation, especially when she looked at Will and the other two, she became more interested in recruiting them.
"I have read the information about the three of you. You are all victims of the empire. Face the reality. Are you still helping the empire to commit atrocities?
Join us now to change this corrupt country, it's not too late!"
Faced with the recruitment, Will hesitated.
He asked himself, is it really worth dying for such a corrupt empire?
Now, he is only fighting for Esdeath...
Lan and Hei Tong were also struggling with their words, and no one spoke first to give their answer...
But that's about it.
Rab and his men suddenly appeared not far away, shouting, "Boss, the divine tool was taken away by that guy who suddenly appeared..."
Hearing this, Najeshitan's expression suddenly changed.
He immediately confirmed it.
"Did that guy... succeed..."
But before she could finish her question.
Chelsea, who was running, gave the answer first, "That guy has turned into a demon now... We can't deal with him at all!
Leave now before he gets here..."
The words have not yet fallen.
Behind them, several strange beings with terrifying auras appeared, each of them was no less than a super dangerous species.
And they roared and attacked at the same time.
But even more striking.
It was still the evil demon strolling behind the monster, with a pair of scarlet eyes pointing directly at Susanoo who was holding the sacred tool.
The greedy desire in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Notice the other person's gaze.
Najeshitan also reacted immediately and ordered without hesitation, "Susanoo, take the divine tool and leave here quickly. It would be best if you can give it to Tatsumi or Akame when you can!"
Got the order.
Susanoo nodded slightly, turned around and fled quickly.
But how could the evil ghost let it go?
With a wave of his hand, he commanded the monsters to charge fearlessly towards Susanoo behind him. As for Brand and the others in front of him, they were completely ignored.