The Devil’s Cage Chapter 33: Chop!

Blood is flowing.

　　

　　Kieran After struggling slightly, the whole person fell on the sofa, and soon his body got up with stiff, and his face was even darker.

　　

　　"The bloodline of Demi Fiend is very formidable."

　　

　　 "Unfortunately..."

　　

　　 "You are not Undying Body!"

　　

　　 "Sorry."

　　

　　Sakri whispered to himself. After apologizing, he slowly pulled out his short knife, quickly pulled out the hidden seeds in his arms, and dropped the blood on the knife drop by drop.

　　

　　 Soon, this seed that has taken root and started to germinate.

　　

　　And, at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, a flower bone grows, which looks very bright.

　　

　　Next...

　　

　　Poof!

　　

　　Sakri stabbed his heart with a backhand.

　　

　　 More blood drips down the flower and bone along the blade.

　　

　　 And Sakri seems to feel no pain at all, not only did not stop, but twisted the handle,

　　

　　 Suddenly, the wound suddenly became larger.

　　

　　 The blood is completely sprayed on the flower and bone.

　　

　　 Sakri figure staggered, fell to the ground unsteadily, his face pale as paper, but full of excitement, expectation and relief.

　　

　　 "Coming soon."

　　

　　 "Wait..."

　　

　　 "Wait..."

　　

　　 he kept talking in his mouth.

　　

　　 His blurry eyes have been staring at the slowly blossoming flower and bone.

　　

　　 seems to be back to that time again.

　　

　　He watched her as she was put into the temple.

　　

　　 He watched her lifted out of the temple.

　　

　　 Life and death are just moments.

　　

　　 But the difference is that at that time, he was incapable, timid and weak.

　　

　　Compared with that person, he is still weak, but...

　　

　　 He can spare his life.

　　

　　He used to think that living is the most important thing.

　　

　　 But only when you really experience life is better than death, you will understand that sometimes living is more uncomfortable than death.

　　

　　 That day.

　　

　　 The moment.

　　

　　 seems to be torture on earth, tormenting him every moment.

　　

　　 As soon as he closes his eyes, he will see her both eyes.

　　

　　From struggling hope to numb despair, it is finally a dull death.

　　

　　She hates him.

　　

　　He knows.

　　

　　 Therefore, every day he will dress up neatly and completely simultaneously, he hopes that he will be what she hopes, he hopes that her soul will have a trace of comfort when he sees him.

　　

　　He is paranoid that perhaps, by doing so, she will get a hint of comfort.

　　

Is it ridiculous?

　　

　　 is ridiculous.

　　

　　Just a few days later, Sakri gave himself a slap in the face, and then a crazy plan came up in his mind.

　　

　　He kept this ridiculous look.

　　

　　He used this ridiculous look to face everything.

　　

　　He waited for the opportunity.

　　

　　He did not hesitate to die.

　　

　　Now...

　　

　　He waited.

　　

　　He waited with guilt.

　　

　　Feeling the rapid passing of the power in the body, like a thousand swords, the soul is burning quickly, as if pouring hot oil, but Sakri smiled.

　　

　　 Physical pain.

　　

　　The pain of the soul.

　　

What do these pains count?

　　

He has experienced even more painful things.

　　

　　 hurt?

　　

　　 does not hurt.

　　

　　 Numbness.

　　

　　On the contrary, he felt the lightness that he had not felt for a long time.

　　

　　 "Sorry."

　　

　　 "I can't say sorry to you personally."

　　

　　 "But I will pull the **** into purgatory together-there I will atone for you again!"

　　

　　's blurry vision completely darkened.

　　

　　Sakri fell on the flower bone that was gradually blooming.

　　

　　Let the flower devour his body.

　　

　　Three!

　　

　　Second!

　　

　　一!

　　

　　 The flowers are blooming, glamorous and fragrant.

　　

　　 came with a sigh.

　　

　　......

　　

　　 "Are you surprised?"

　　

　　 ‘God of Forest City’ looked at ‘Great Swamp’ in front of him, a smile appeared on his cold face, he licked his lips, and both eyes was full of evil intent.

　　

　　 "Do you want me to tell you something more unexpected?"

　　

　　 "For example: Zhen and I joined forces."

　　

　　 "When I met you here, he had already started to destroy the nodes of the Flame City ground."

　　

　　 "It won’t take long for the entire Flame City to crash apart!"

　　

　　 "And as a Flame City god, you will enter an unprecedented state of weakness!"

　　

　　 ‘God of Forest City’ words are richer in evil intent than his both eyes.

　　

　　 However, what surprised ‘God of Forest City’ was that ‘Great Swamp’ didn’t panic.

　　

　　 Not even a little panic.

　　

　　"Still pretending to be calm?"

　　

　　 "Or do you think the array can't find the nodes of the Flame City ground vein?"

　　

　　 "You not only underestimated him, but also overestimated your men."

　　

　　 "Do you think they will betray you?"

　　

　　 "You are really naive!"

　　

　　 ‘God of Forest City’ sneered, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

　　

　　 something is wrong!

　　

　　 Faced with the question about the life and death of the entire Flame City,'Great Swamp' cannot be so calm, even if he is, if Forest City has the same situation, he cannot be so calm, although he usually treats those mortals like pigs Dog-like.

　　

　　 Not to mention, ‘Great Swamp’ loves his ‘people’ very much.

　　

　　 ‘God of Forest City’ looked at ‘Great Swamp’ breathlessly.

　　

　　 looks exactly the same.

　　

　　 temperament is no different from that in memory.

　　

　　If you say that there are people who imitate their appearance, how can their temperament be so similar, and more importantly: strength!

　　

　　 The strength to break his disguise!

　　

　　 is definitely not what mortals can achieve!

　　

　　the opponent still has a backhand? !

　　

　　Unconsciously, such a speculation appeared in heart of ‘God of Forest City’.

　　

　　 such speculation made him squint both eyes, murderous intent skyrocket in his eyes.

　　

　　 "Although I don’t know what you have trump card, but you really think you can beat me after leaving the earth?"

　　

　　 ‘God of Forest City’ seems to be talking about it, but the power in the body is rolling and converging like a tide.

　　

　　 "You don’t leave Forest City too."

　　

　　 ‘Great Swamp’ said indifferently.

　　

　　 "Not the same!"

　　

　　 "How can this be the same!"

　　

　　 "I have already arranged!"

　　

　　 "And you?"

　　

　　"It’s just a blinding reality both eyes Big fool! "

　　

　　 "‘Great Swamp’, you must remember that you must find a truly loyal subordinate in your next life!"

　　

　　 seemed to think of something proud, ‘God of Forest City’ Hahaha laughed loudly, but he didn’t finish laughing, and his voice came to an abrupt end.

　　

　　 The power of ‘God of Forest City’ in the body like the waves and tides appears stagnation.

　　

　　 This kind of stagnation is like an iron net, binding ‘God of Forest City’ firmly.

　　

　　 not only can't move, but also quickly consumes his own power.

　　

　　 Change~IndoMTL.com~ makes ‘God of Forest City’ stunned.

　　

　　 immediately, his stunnedness became unbelievable.

　　

　　 Because, he saw ‘Great Swamp’ pulled out a purple giant sword with bewitching color.

　　

　　 That’s not a weapon of ‘Great Swamp’.

　　

　　The one using this weapon...

　　

　　 is not Great Swamp!

　　

　　 is not Great Swamp, who will it be?

　　

　　 "Who are you?!"

　　

　　‘God of Forest City’ shouted loudly.

　　

　　 did not answer.

　　

　　 has only one sword cut.

　　

　　 only--)!!