"It's really... enough."

Deszel shook his head and walked towards everyone. Even if Vanswick had no brains, he could see the problem at this moment. He quickly pulled out his weapon: "His Excellency Deszel! What are you going to do?!"

"What are you doing? Don't you know that you are so stupid guy? You are such a naive young man." Deszel waved his hand and Vanswick was knocked away.

"Giant Power Palm? Or the power of a monk?" Annie pursed her lips and found that she seemed to have encountered an interesting opponent.

"I didn't see him in the guide that he had a monk level." After Mingen said that, he glanced at the guide again: "It's really not, unless the system adds the show."

Mrs. Arribes has now drawn out her weapon: "His Excellency Deszel! Stop your steps! What do you want to do?!"

"I, of course, I want to stop you from making the antidote." After saying this, Deszel laughed loudly: "I really didn't expect that those stupid assassins would not scare you foreigners. I thought that if you scare you, you young men and young ladies would get out, but I didn't expect that you still have the strength and perseverance. Of course, it would be better to describe it as "no matter how alive or dead."

"I'm curious, why do you do this and bring the plague to Wu Winter City, what are the benefits for you... or you?" Marceau did not take action, but asked such a question.

"Why should I tell you?" Deszel asked back, and the old man grinned: "Super the antidote, I can let you go."

"Yes." Marceau took the bag of material from the guard beside him and threw it to Deszell.

"Mr. Marceau!" Mrs. Arribes widened her eyes: "Can't give it to him!"

"It's okay." Marceau smiled, watching the old man open a portal, and the portal was twisted and decomposed by the power of the plane anchor when it opened. The cat smiled and pulled out the long knife: "His Excellency Deszel, look at the materials in your hand again."

The old man opened the bag and then took out a handful of garbage made of wood slag and thread from the bag in anger.

"You're dead!"

"No, you should be the one who dies!"

With Marceau's answer, Deszel began to transform, and the body of this old man seemed to be a distorted until it finally turned into a large deformation monster, and then became a big demon.

"The system has added to the show." Mingen said in the team channel: "This is a bit too much. Whose deformed monster can transform this shape."

"It's okay, the system adds the show, and today it's Cialis, the idiot, is here, and I'll stab him in the waist." Marceau is full of confidence. In the broken place of Feiren, the gods and saints are all given faces when they go to the ground. Even if the fool of Cialis hears the cat's words, can he still jump on the spot? With this ability, Anonymous jumped over and demolished him. He had long seen that Cialis was unhappy. If he had this opportunity today, I believe that he would definitely come to participate in the grand ceremony.

"You are seeking death!" Deszel shouted, his tentacles rolling around, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

Then two bullets penetrated his body one by one, and the sacred silver-seeking bullet penetrated its body, causing huge damage to the demon. Deszel wailed. Before he could wake up from this blow, the girls' sacred instructions also arrived. As mentioned before, this thing has miraculous effects on the evil camp and the undead, so the cat saw five sacred instructions hit it and directly lit the big guy.

The latter screamed wildly, and Marso turned his head and looked at Anne who had not used the sacred instructions, but found that she had run to the feet of the demon, and seemed to be...who wanted to give him a pedicure?

This cultivation was really strong. When the cat saw that the leg that was several times thicker than its own was just hit, it had to kneel down and break the leg. Then the girl grabbed its horn with one hand... and broke the horn that was thicker than the cat's waist.

After looking at the horns in his hand and then at the demon in front of him, Anne simply held the horns upside down and stabbed it into the demon's eye socket.

The second round of bullets arrived, and they penetrated into the demon's back, causing great pain again, and its left wing was broken.

Marceau saw the remaining girls slapped Anne with one blessing, and then the girls grabbed the demon's chin with both hands and twisted it hard. With a click, the demon's head was twisted.

"He's dead?" At this time, Mrs. Aribes didn't even have time to shoot out the evil slash, and saw Deszel, who was originally an Oss, die as a ball.

"I'm not dead yet." Marceau shook his head.

It was obvious that Deszel could not have died just like this. The 'corpse' stood up again, and the shapeshift monster began to transform again. This time, what appeared in front of the cat and the girls was a standard devil camp to detect was the evil of order.

"This add-on is a bit too much. Which shapeshift monster in the Feren world is so fierce." Mingen pursed: "I want to complain!"

"It's obviously a succubus! Isn't this a demon?!" Asami frowned.

"I hate succubus!" Anne was full of murderous intent.

"I hate it too!" Yuan almost put away the plane anchor and went to chop the demon.

"I'll add one." Boonetani was furious.

"It's rounder than mine!" Babalim let out a tragic cry.

The cat rolled and crawled up and rushed up to the succubus' head that was cut off with a knife. The girls must not let the girls express their thoughts anymore, otherwise they would really have to eat the braised rabbit head. At the same time, they looked at Babalim with some dissatisfaction.

It's a big deal, this girl can actually hold it with her hands!

The shapeshifter was hit again, and this time he could not change into another body. It turned back to Deszel. The old man looked at Marceau with a twisted face: "I curse you! Exotic Guest! Your lover will shed all his blood!"

Marceau kicked the old man to the ground with one kick. At this moment, the cat who no longer has the love and respect for the old man raised his foot and kicked him a few more times. What are you talking nonsense about? The girls in this cat can beat each other. If you want them to bleed, it is probably harder than climbing to the sky.

Mrs. Arribes looked at the scene, and finally she put away her sword: "I...I look like I want to thank you again, Lord Marceau."

"You're welcome, madam, we just did what we should do." After Marceau said, he trotted all the way to Vanswick. The young man crawled out of the ruins with his stomach covering his stomach. When he saw the cat, he smiled and felt bitter: "Thank you, Marceau."
Chapter completed!