"That ... Lord Gangdos, do you see that you have invited His Highness Nefarian out?"

The demons in charge of organizing the trial of the Holy Son were helpless.

Nefarian is clearly a son of His Majesty the King of Fear. As a son of the blood, it is too bullying to compete with these descendants who have been separated for many generations!

Prince Nefarian does not need to prove himself through the so-called "Son Test"!

Kindergarten mathematics competitions must prohibit college students from participating!

"This ... can only ask your Majesty!"

Gondos was also speechless. Originally thought to be a "revolutionary comrade", it turned out to be a "counter-revolutionary leader". Why is this embarrassing?

"Yes! Yes! It matters! Report to Your Majesty!"

Her Majesty's newly-born son must be very happy.

"Ok!"

Gondos reached out and took out a secret rune, inspired the spell, and reported the situation to Nefarian to the Dreadlord.

"I know!"

The Dread Lord nodded his head, "It's been so long, and it's time to go home! I'll take him back!"

Bone Wilderness!

Auduin turned over the two fighting teams with fear and aura, and then ... he took the loot cheerfully.

"Well? The decoration on your fangs is actually a magic item? Great!"

Auduin mentioned the Son of the "Dark Wings" family, and saw the devil's fangs of this Son, inlaid with a gold ring, and was still a magic equipment, and immediately became interested.

"I ... I ... I take it off right away!"

The Son of Dark Wings fully recognized it, and quickly reached for the golden ring on the fangs.

"No need to bother."

Auduin smiled and reached for the rune sword from Zaire. "Rest assured, soon, it doesn't hurt at all!"

"Ah, no...."

In the scream of the Son of Dark Wings, Auduin cut off the fangs of the Son of Dark Wings with a sword.

"Zaire, put it away! I don't know if Chamigui is not in the house! We are scared! If we catch the opportunity to make a fortune, then we must not let it go! We must be diligent, do you know? When collecting loot, be careful. "

Throwing the broken fangs to Zaire, Auduin threw out the blood-sprayed Darkwing Winged Son and turned to find the booty again!

"I'll do it myself! I'll do it myself!"

As the Son of Dark Wings ended, the Son of Destruction snored, and quickly took off the decorations on the devil's horns and handed them to Auduin respectfully, for fear that he would chop his horns with a sword!

"Well! That's great! That's great!"

Auduin admired his face, "You are very good! I like smart people like you best!"

"Yes! Yes! Your Highness is just fine!"

Eye of Destruction The Son wants to cry without tears.

"Alright! Nefarian, stop playing, it's time to go home!"

At this time, a cloud of black clouds condensed in mid-air, showing a huge demon figure.

Although this demon has converged his strength, the vast breath of strength is still endless, as if an endless void.

"Hmm ... Your Majesty?"

"Meet your Majesty the King of Fear!"

The demons around, seeing this huge figure, startled with horror, and quickly fell to the ground, respectfully respecting the hoe.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty the King of Fear?"

Zaire was already frightened, her feet softened and she collapsed to the ground, not even daring to come out.

"Her Majesty the Fear? You call me home? I don't even know where my home is, what home am I going to?"

Auduin's face was "shocked", but his heart laughed, "Sure enough, the Dreadlord is hooked."

Faking a "prince" identity, finding the real location of the Dread Lord, and then ... opening a positioning mark, His Highness "Holy Victor", you can lead a copy team to come to brush the copy of "Dread Palace" .

"You will see your home right away!"

The Dread Lord smiled and reached for Auduin, "Let's go! Stop playing!"

In a roll of darkness, the Dread Lord grabbed Auduin and disappeared instantly.

"His Royal Highness! Your Highness Nefarian, don't ... don't leave me!"

Zaire cried in panic, but ... where else could Nefarian be found?

"It's over! It's over! I robbed so many things, and now His Royal Highness is no longer there, the enemy is in front of me. What should I do?"

Looking at the demons coming around, Zaire softened his feet and fell to the ground with a stun, "Let's live! Let's live! I'm His Highness Nefarian's guard, you can't kill me! You cannot kill me!"

"Master Zaire, you misunderstood! You are His Highness Nefarian's guard, how dare we disrespect you?"

Zaire was shocked to find that the demons all around had smiles with flattering faces, and there was no imaginary "post-autumn account".

The name of His Highness Nefarian is so easy to use? Seems ... developed?

Zaire laughed wildly.

...

"This is my palace, this is also your home!"

In the hall of the Palace of Dread Palace, a fearful demon wearing a magnificent robe and a dark gold crown, sitting on the throne, looked at Auduin with a smile.

"Nefalian, I am pleasantly surprised by your presence! Over the years, I have produced countless descendants, but no descendant has such a pure bloodline. So ..."

The dreadlord stood up with a smile ~ www.novelhall.com ~ With open arms, the vast power rose up, "So, you are my heir. My kingdom, my people, everything I have is yours ! "

"Is it?"

There was an ecstasy on Auduin's face, but in fact ... his heart was cursing: "How do you deceive a ghost? Such a mindless scam, also want to pit me?"

The heir of the Dreadlord sounds like a noble and great identity. Actually ... who is the Dreadlord? Corresponds to one of the strongest abyss lords at level nineteen.

Such a character, immortality is already the basic configuration! If nothing else, the Dreadlord will not die before the end of the world. Heir, of course, there is never the possibility of inheritance.

"The promise of a demon king, hey, when in Amber City, Victor's younger brother, Camer, used his life and soul to prove the integrity of the demon king!"

After Auduin's thoughts turned around, he immediately thought that my current "Nefarian" vest, the so-called "son of the blood", may be of great value to the Dreadlord.

Just a moment, Auduin thought of uses such as "abyss sacrifice", "reincarnated body", "for the dead" and so on.

Yes, the Dreadlord wants to break away from the abyss, and wants to become a real immortal deity. So ... to get out of the abyss, Nefarian, whose bloodline is exactly the same as him, is an excellent "for the dead" and an excellent "abyss offering."

With the body of "Nefarian" as a substitute for death, the Dread Devil can escape from the abyss and become the true **** of fear. This is the best use of "Heirs"!

"Sure enough, this fits the devil's habit! Since you are going to pit me, don't blame me for pitting you!"

Auduin sneered, "Victor, this evil is worth a fight!"