Damn Demon King Army!
Stay away from her!
Spartacus recovered his will, but his body could not control himself before the cadres of the Demon King Army.
The queen of thirsty fangs...
As the situation changed drastically, the big businessman murmured to himself, looking at the warrior kneeling in front of him, stretched out his hand and pressed on the shoulders of the Demon King's Strengthening Spartacus, the Queen of Hungry Fangs.
rustle……
The combat suits made by Tianlong Ren Technology have been seriously damaged in the fierce battle. After the colonial technology agreement was self-destructed, they lost all their functions and performance. The materials only maintain the streamlined and tight high appearance. The light touch of the big merchant seemed to have just triggered the limit of the toughness of the combat suit.
It's a good time
With a light sound, the tight combat suit tightly wrapped around the two-meter-high beauty fighter began to collapse, revealing Spartacus's original body and the things attached to her arrogant body and free will...
The complex and profound magic light patterns on the beautiful fighter's body touched the eyes of the big businessman.
Ah!You, you... actually left this...
The big merchant's breathing was rapid and difficult. After seeing the things in Spartacus, he actually looked even more painful than Spartacus who had lost his freedom.
Even the decisive appearance of the leader, he could not maintain his face without changing his expression, and he covered his face with shame and sobbed and cried.
AHAH ……
Once upon a time, in order to make up for the losses caused by the elite's power, the Demon King Army, which dominated the continent, developed a magic trick to force enemy elites to fight for their own side with magic.
In the ancient times, countless kingdom princesses, knights, female generals, and mages succumbed to the tyranny of the Demon King Army's evil magic, used their shameless vulgar bodies to shake the morale of the enemy's fighting, and betray their companions with practical actions, which ruined the reputation of many heroes and heroes, and were sad, angry and helpless to bear the name of shameless traitors...
Times have changed, and the world has changed. The enemies of the past are gone, and the remnants of the Demon King Army are also hiding.
The evil magic of the demons that once scared the messengers of justice also no longer seems to be majestic and outdated under the changes of the times.
However, the technology brought by the Tianlong people is so advanced and outstanding!
As long as you use the poor slaves you can easily transform, you can mass-produce considerable combat effectiveness!
Just implant a small metal piece and press the button, the female with the strongest will betrayed completely!
Playing with some simple and exquisite financial toys can help you harvest the world's wealth thousands of times easier than usual!
All the experiences passed down in the past are ridiculously simple, and the direction of efforts is futile. As long as you use the powerful power that is beyond reach in the heavenly dragon!
The revival of the demon clan is just around the corner, dominance of the continent is just around the corner. Don’t believe in the dragon people.
Now, the body in front of me, which was once armed by the high-tech of the Tianlong people, only traces of the ancient evil magic of the demon clan were left.
His companion, who was most obsessed with the technology of Tianlong Ren, actually conveyed his despair in this way.
What is the complicated reason for this... The big businessman who received the desperate answer from his companions already understood that he did not need to delve into it.
Don't believe... the dragon people... our efforts so far are still... the mirror and the moon...
The loyal female assassin released their great mentor, Ms. Armandina stood up and simply wrapped her clothes around her naked body.
The Assassin Master looked at the big businessman who tried his best to restrain his emotional turmoil. He had been fighting openly and secretly with this man on behalf of the sisters for so many years, and had inherited the ancient stance to fight against him. At this time, Ms. Armandina couldn't help but feel sick.
You have tried your best to lurk in and fight, usurped the faith of the Temple Sisters, and wanted to insult and play with our bodies.Armandina shook her head gently and said, but in the end you lost yourself.
Leave the sarcastic words to yourself, bitch. Hearing Amandina's words, the big businessman looked up and said sarcastically, "You always like to keep the test of the goddess verbally. Are we also the destined tempering of the goddess!" It’s because you have a ghost in your heart that you are willing to fall, betray the goddess, and betray your faith! Even if you bring humiliation to yourself, you will reach this point today!
Armandina sighed: Whether it is the Sisters' Club or the Demon King's Army, the meaning we engraved in time is like dust in the wind, gradually disappearing...
This is an era where everything is in a degenerate state.His voice was gloomy and depressing. The big businessman turned around and lowered his head, not wanting people to see tears of incompetence flowing on his gloomy face.
It's Ah.Armandina nodded in agreement. What is the meaning of the battle between us in such an era?Why not let's just quit.
truce?Ha... The big businessman was stunned for a moment, his face remained unchanged. After a moment, he nodded bitterly. Well, let's get a truce, the Temple Sisters.
There is also the Demon King Army.
But don't think that everything is over, it's just temporary peace.
The great merchant turned around again, pressing his hand on the head of the beautiful fighter who bent his knees and surrendered. After calming down his emotions, the leader of the Demon King Army looked at the noble lady surrounded by the loyal female assassin, and the holy guardians who snuggled beside his mother. Their existence declared that the Temple Sisters, who had been cruelly enslaved by the Temple Chamber of Commerce, finally got their freedom.
Some capable men and women with the same gaze as the big businessmen came from outside and half invited and half held the escaped fat merchants back to the scene. The merchants called each other weakly.
If you spare our family, you can't make our little money with peace of mind...
Oops!Don't hit, don't hit!We are all part of the Demon King Army, so why bother to kill each other?
A little filial piety does not mean respect... Yiyi helps!
A few real demon army cadres, mixed with this group of fat-minded merchants, formed two distinct but very dark factions with Ms. Armandina's female assassins.
Under the coercion of the real cadres of the Demon King Army, the high-powered businessmen reluctantly took out the soul token made by fragments of the holy weapon to inspire their power.
The big merchant took one of the soul tokens and said coldly: Don’t think that you can be happy too early after you get the soul holy weapon. Sisters will definitely count the souls of the bitch still in our hands. Even if we can no longer directly command, we can still control their lives. I advise you to do it yourself.
Ms. Armandina raised her head and looked straight: Don't worry, we are quiet.
The female assassins and traitors from the Chamber of Commerce can no longer help the evil and attack Lucia and the others who possess the soul holy weapon, but they still have the final use of the value. The female assassins from the Chamber of Commerce who came to support from all directions showed a look of fear, trembling but irresistible slowly put the sharp blade on their necks, and stood on the side of the big merchants.
The traitors cried silently in despair and horror, and Ms. Amundina said disdainfully: Do you think I would care about the lives of these traitors?
Seeing her mother's unprecedented cold posture, Lucia muttered in fear: Mom...
Daughter, quiet.Amundina clenched Lucia's palm with a calm expression, and her heart was also filled with aggrievance and anger.
Maybe ladies, you can use your wrists freely regardless of the lives of these bitches, but the power of our rule is not a dagger, but money. It is our omnipresent influence that controls the city. Even if your assassins can kill and intimidate one businessman after another, they will only transfer our ubiquitous power from one person's body to another, and in the end nothing can be changed.
The big businessman said leisurely.
This is a short truce, not an end. The great Demon King will eventually return to her subjects, and we will dominate the world under the leadership of His Demon King!Go towards a greater goal!Even if time is out of my mind, we are here. The Demon King Army will use money to accumulate strength and deal with the affairs of the dragon and the dragon first... and then slowly clear you bitches.
Armandina said: You demons are always like this. You think that only you are alive in the world. Only after being beaten by other living people will you be willing to bow your head and admit your mistakes and take a look at them... When will this problem be changed?
Haha, let’s see who will laugh to the end of the devil’s subjects and the goddess’ believers.
Stay away from her!
Spartacus recovered his will, but his body could not control himself before the cadres of the Demon King Army.
The queen of thirsty fangs...
As the situation changed drastically, the big businessman murmured to himself, looking at the warrior kneeling in front of him, stretched out his hand and pressed on the shoulders of the Demon King's Strengthening Spartacus, the Queen of Hungry Fangs.
rustle……
The combat suits made by Tianlong Ren Technology have been seriously damaged in the fierce battle. After the colonial technology agreement was self-destructed, they lost all their functions and performance. The materials only maintain the streamlined and tight high appearance. The light touch of the big merchant seemed to have just triggered the limit of the toughness of the combat suit.
It's a good time
With a light sound, the tight combat suit tightly wrapped around the two-meter-high beauty fighter began to collapse, revealing Spartacus's original body and the things attached to her arrogant body and free will...
The complex and profound magic light patterns on the beautiful fighter's body touched the eyes of the big businessman.
Ah!You, you... actually left this...
The big merchant's breathing was rapid and difficult. After seeing the things in Spartacus, he actually looked even more painful than Spartacus who had lost his freedom.
Even the decisive appearance of the leader, he could not maintain his face without changing his expression, and he covered his face with shame and sobbed and cried.
AHAH ……
Once upon a time, in order to make up for the losses caused by the elite's power, the Demon King Army, which dominated the continent, developed a magic trick to force enemy elites to fight for their own side with magic.
In the ancient times, countless kingdom princesses, knights, female generals, and mages succumbed to the tyranny of the Demon King Army's evil magic, used their shameless vulgar bodies to shake the morale of the enemy's fighting, and betray their companions with practical actions, which ruined the reputation of many heroes and heroes, and were sad, angry and helpless to bear the name of shameless traitors...
Times have changed, and the world has changed. The enemies of the past are gone, and the remnants of the Demon King Army are also hiding.
The evil magic of the demons that once scared the messengers of justice also no longer seems to be majestic and outdated under the changes of the times.
However, the technology brought by the Tianlong people is so advanced and outstanding!
As long as you use the poor slaves you can easily transform, you can mass-produce considerable combat effectiveness!
Just implant a small metal piece and press the button, the female with the strongest will betrayed completely!
Playing with some simple and exquisite financial toys can help you harvest the world's wealth thousands of times easier than usual!
All the experiences passed down in the past are ridiculously simple, and the direction of efforts is futile. As long as you use the powerful power that is beyond reach in the heavenly dragon!
The revival of the demon clan is just around the corner, dominance of the continent is just around the corner. Don’t believe in the dragon people.
Now, the body in front of me, which was once armed by the high-tech of the Tianlong people, only traces of the ancient evil magic of the demon clan were left.
His companion, who was most obsessed with the technology of Tianlong Ren, actually conveyed his despair in this way.
What is the complicated reason for this... The big businessman who received the desperate answer from his companions already understood that he did not need to delve into it.
Don't believe... the dragon people... our efforts so far are still... the mirror and the moon...
The loyal female assassin released their great mentor, Ms. Armandina stood up and simply wrapped her clothes around her naked body.
The Assassin Master looked at the big businessman who tried his best to restrain his emotional turmoil. He had been fighting openly and secretly with this man on behalf of the sisters for so many years, and had inherited the ancient stance to fight against him. At this time, Ms. Armandina couldn't help but feel sick.
You have tried your best to lurk in and fight, usurped the faith of the Temple Sisters, and wanted to insult and play with our bodies.Armandina shook her head gently and said, but in the end you lost yourself.
Leave the sarcastic words to yourself, bitch. Hearing Amandina's words, the big businessman looked up and said sarcastically, "You always like to keep the test of the goddess verbally. Are we also the destined tempering of the goddess!" It’s because you have a ghost in your heart that you are willing to fall, betray the goddess, and betray your faith! Even if you bring humiliation to yourself, you will reach this point today!
Armandina sighed: Whether it is the Sisters' Club or the Demon King's Army, the meaning we engraved in time is like dust in the wind, gradually disappearing...
This is an era where everything is in a degenerate state.His voice was gloomy and depressing. The big businessman turned around and lowered his head, not wanting people to see tears of incompetence flowing on his gloomy face.
It's Ah.Armandina nodded in agreement. What is the meaning of the battle between us in such an era?Why not let's just quit.
truce?Ha... The big businessman was stunned for a moment, his face remained unchanged. After a moment, he nodded bitterly. Well, let's get a truce, the Temple Sisters.
There is also the Demon King Army.
But don't think that everything is over, it's just temporary peace.
The great merchant turned around again, pressing his hand on the head of the beautiful fighter who bent his knees and surrendered. After calming down his emotions, the leader of the Demon King Army looked at the noble lady surrounded by the loyal female assassin, and the holy guardians who snuggled beside his mother. Their existence declared that the Temple Sisters, who had been cruelly enslaved by the Temple Chamber of Commerce, finally got their freedom.
Some capable men and women with the same gaze as the big businessmen came from outside and half invited and half held the escaped fat merchants back to the scene. The merchants called each other weakly.
If you spare our family, you can't make our little money with peace of mind...
Oops!Don't hit, don't hit!We are all part of the Demon King Army, so why bother to kill each other?
A little filial piety does not mean respect... Yiyi helps!
A few real demon army cadres, mixed with this group of fat-minded merchants, formed two distinct but very dark factions with Ms. Armandina's female assassins.
Under the coercion of the real cadres of the Demon King Army, the high-powered businessmen reluctantly took out the soul token made by fragments of the holy weapon to inspire their power.
The big merchant took one of the soul tokens and said coldly: Don’t think that you can be happy too early after you get the soul holy weapon. Sisters will definitely count the souls of the bitch still in our hands. Even if we can no longer directly command, we can still control their lives. I advise you to do it yourself.
Ms. Armandina raised her head and looked straight: Don't worry, we are quiet.
The female assassins and traitors from the Chamber of Commerce can no longer help the evil and attack Lucia and the others who possess the soul holy weapon, but they still have the final use of the value. The female assassins from the Chamber of Commerce who came to support from all directions showed a look of fear, trembling but irresistible slowly put the sharp blade on their necks, and stood on the side of the big merchants.
The traitors cried silently in despair and horror, and Ms. Amundina said disdainfully: Do you think I would care about the lives of these traitors?
Seeing her mother's unprecedented cold posture, Lucia muttered in fear: Mom...
Daughter, quiet.Amundina clenched Lucia's palm with a calm expression, and her heart was also filled with aggrievance and anger.
Maybe ladies, you can use your wrists freely regardless of the lives of these bitches, but the power of our rule is not a dagger, but money. It is our omnipresent influence that controls the city. Even if your assassins can kill and intimidate one businessman after another, they will only transfer our ubiquitous power from one person's body to another, and in the end nothing can be changed.
The big businessman said leisurely.
This is a short truce, not an end. The great Demon King will eventually return to her subjects, and we will dominate the world under the leadership of His Demon King!Go towards a greater goal!Even if time is out of my mind, we are here. The Demon King Army will use money to accumulate strength and deal with the affairs of the dragon and the dragon first... and then slowly clear you bitches.
Armandina said: You demons are always like this. You think that only you are alive in the world. Only after being beaten by other living people will you be willing to bow your head and admit your mistakes and take a look at them... When will this problem be changed?
Haha, let’s see who will laugh to the end of the devil’s subjects and the goddess’ believers.
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