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It is called the blood of the emperor. ”

"Are you confirming the truth?"

"After seeing Grandpa, maybe I don't have to confirm it."

“What is the feeling?”

"Despair and loss have been felt before, now... maybe there is only one sigh."

Clad shook his head, but Felicis sneered.

"It’s my lovely grandson, obviously so hurt, but still dreaming that this country can continue to accept you, still dreaming of continuing to want to live the same life, with your companions, friends, classmates to continue go ahead."

"..."

"I am going to kill Davin to kill you. This is not a lie. The perfect chaos is too important for the Supreme Emperor. For this reason, I will destroy you."

"So... why didn't you destroy me from the beginning!!" Clade did not care what the High Emperor, what other complicated reasons, no matter what behind the scenes, did not want to know what would happen after that.

He is only wondering why he did not destroy it from the very beginning when he was born.

And Phariss waved his hand

"I have heard this sentence many times, the same you, the same expression, and they are all defective, including the one who was born... Klad. And you are the perfect chaotic patient, It will become the nutrition of the Supreme Emperor and will eventually be swallowed up."

"..."

"Actually, before you go to the funeral, I want to destroy you, but... your revenge makes me unable to start..." The Duke of Phariss sighed slowly.

"Maybe it's really old, even if I'm going to be emotional, I'm being confused by some clichés. It's just to let you complete the so-called revenge, I just slowed down."

"Should... thank you, Grandpa."

"Don't thank, after all, I am staying here to completely destroy this last fire." Farius's expression did not change, he slowly raised his right hand.

"Don't blame me, this is a last resort."

For a better future, for the future of the entire Principality to shine again, you must die here.

"Grandpa, you are not my opponent."

"Yeah, that's right, so the enemy standing in front of you is not me, but him."

A young, sickly white skin appeared in front of Klad’s eyes. He slowly raised his eyes, only to recognize that this person is not the real protector of the Hilary Principality.

Pross God!

"Prosperity!"

However, Pross now has no expression changes, as if determined.

He looked at Clade and whispered softly

"It's all for the Principality."

"why!!"

"Because it will become an everlasting chaotic disease cultivation area, over time, the real Principality will become a ridiculous pig farm, so I and Felices decided that instead of guarding such a ridiculous country, it would be better to destroy them all. ”

"And you will be the fuse that will destroy all of this."

"This ridiculous thing! Did you do this without hesitation?!" Clad was unbelievable, but the facts before him made him have to believe that Pross God shook his head slightly.

"If I can really do it without hesitation, I want to be happy, I am Pross, the guardian of this Principality, the treasure left by Daven Hillier, but it is so easy for me. Destroy, if he knows, he will not let me go."

He couldn't help but sigh, Daven Hillier, the first founder of the Principality of Hillier, who had just become the title of the **** of the gods, and now he is pursuing more The high realm has long since traveled to the heavens and the world. I don’t know where to go.

Prossia really did not want to let the grown-up come back and see the ruins.

Such a scene is too chilling.

"I knew that it was not as good as the annexation of the Milic Kingdom." Shen Shen sighed. Although he was a god, he was also an ordinary person, but the Duke of Pharis shook his head.

"Whether we are annihilated by the whole army, it is completely annihilated by the empire, but other countries must not move me to the slightest. This is the discouragement of being the first duchy."

He turned his eyes to Clade

"Do you think it is ridiculous? Yes, when I came up with this plan, I also had the same idea, but this is the best way. We will cultivate the best patients with chaos and then tell the Supreme Emperor. This perfect chaotic patient has been born, let him feel forward, and finally completely destroy the material he is expecting."

This kind of practice doesn't have to be known, and it will be Sky Fury.

The same, the Supreme Emperor will understand a truth.

Everyone has the will of everyone, and the Duke of Phariss has to tell the Supreme Emperor that the food that is imposed on the suffering of others will always become the flower in the moon.

And for a million years, there’s a perfect mix of examples.

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