Chapter 529：

"Impossible! Impossible! I won't admit my mistakes!" Alte Lucky shouted in horror.

She held her chest, stepped back, her eyes sluggish, like a puppet that had been broken by someone playing with it.

"I will not admit my mistake...I will not admit my mistake..."

Eltluci muttered these words with a dull look.

She will never admit her mistake.

Seeing that face, those eyes that looked like open flames, she recognized it, and she remembered it.

There is no reason to recognize it, and no reason to recall.

Because so far, she has not forgotten how the terrifying king ravaged and abused her more than 1,500 years ago.

The dark cage, the darkness that is constantly dying of self-knowledge.

She will never forget that she was fed with human blood like a domesticated dog.

And--

"Do you know what the real fear is? The real fear is that I tell you time, let you adapt to time, and then destroy your resilience. You never know when I will come, and you never know I will How to treat you. You can only fear, and hope that I will come at a fixed time, and then I will ruthlessly destroy this. You will always live in fear."

The demon's voice began to echo in her ears again.

She will never forget how the demon tortured her and seduce her.

She still remembered how she crawled beside the devil's throne like a **** begging to please her master, and how the devil gently stroked her hair and lured her to kill Zhu Yue.

"Kill Zhu Yue, you are the king of the dead and true ancestor!"

That's how the demon seduced her.

She remembered clearly how the demon ravaged and destroyed her body and mind when Zhu Yue died.

The dead man and the king of the true ancestor promised by the devil did not exist at all. The devil just gave her such a name, asked her to check the dead man, and severely ravaged her soul.

The demon trapped her in a golden birdcage, treated her as a bird, and watched her for more than three months before releasing her.

And said: "You are the king of the dead and the true ancestor, but I gave this king to you. I can give it to you, and I can take it back. I have to do things for me, otherwise you will still be my watch pet. Right. Ha ha ha ha ha..."

The devil's voice echoed in his ears, and Eltluci cried and shivered with a headache.

This stunned everyone present.

This...Is this really the terrifying dominator of the dead?

No one understands the mood of Alte Lucky, just as the dead do not understand the emotions of human beings when they hunt humans.

Fifteen hundred years ago, her body and mind were ravaged and destroyed by that demon.

So that after the demon died, she tremblingly completed the mission that the demon gave her.

It was during this period that the black knight Rezovor Stulut surrendered to her and swore allegiance to her.

After the demon died, she thought it was a fraud and went to Camelot to worship.

It wasn't until the witch Morgan Lefie learned that the demon had indeed passed away, that she relaxed slightly.

However, the face of the devil, the eyes of the devil, his ravages and destruction of her, and the words that tempted her, were as deep as a soul mark in her soul.

For more than 1,500 years, she always thought it was just a nightmare in her eternal life, and she would soon forget it.

But when facing this demon again, the fear hidden deep in the soul appeared again!

Can't be wrong!

You can't go wrong!

The only thing that can make her so scared, so scared, and even destroy her mind to such an extent, is the devil himself!

The nightmare appeared again!

Alte Luci hugged her head, shivering, crying bitterly, like an ordinary girl who was scared by others.

Honestly...

Shame to the extreme.

The black knight Rezovor Stulut really wondered how his elegant and noble Princess could be so embarrassed, and quickly reminded: "Your Royal Highness..."

"Don't call me... Don't call me... I'm not a princess, I'm not Alte Luci... I want to go home! I want to go home! I don't want the Holy Grail! I don't want to stay here anymore! I want to go home I want to go home!" Elteluci cried bitterly with tears in her eyes.

The black knight Rezovor Stulut couldn't believe it, and then angrily pulled out the magic sword. The true demon aimed Shirou, angrily asked: "What did you do to the princess, human?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Shi Lang's body.

From the moment he appeared, Alte Luci's reaction was very wrong, pointing to an East Asian and saying that he was the "eternal king" and not to mention it, but now this shameful appearance... it's like being educated. That's the same.

Shiro: "..."

"This is the princess of the dead!" Bathmelo Loreley sneered, his face full of contempt.

The black knight Rezovor Stulut was full of anger. The so-called insult to death is nothing more than yes.

Annoyed, he was about to do it, but Alte Luci yelled.

"Don't--! I don't want--! I don't want to kill people, I don't want the Holy Grail! I want to go home! I want to go home!" Alte Lucky cried out with tears.

Elquette turned to look at Shirou, and couldn't help asking, "Shirou, what did you do?"

Shiro: "..."

This question is well asked, how should he answer it?

Shi Lang was short of words and didn't know how to answer.

Alte Luci came fiercely, but when she left she was like a defeated dog.

No.

It's worse than the defeated dog.

People can't help feeling that things are impermanent.

However, in this way, the dead disciples and the princess of the true ancestor are gone, at least there will be no more life-threatening here.

However--