No matter how well you calculate and prepare, you can't resist the strength of others.
No matter how good the strategy is, it means nothing when faced with absolute strength.
"Rakshasa, I had a very good relationship with your mother back then, and I never harmed your mother. For this reason, please let my son go." His Highness's mother's face was filled with tears.
Rakshasa, who had never been moved, frowned slightly after hearing this, and slowly waved his sleeves and robes.
"Stop." Seeing this, Little Bones, who was following him, immediately shouted faintly into the night sky.
"Yes." Little Bones' voice was not loud, but the Eighteen Kings of Purgatory outside the city heard it.
Following the order, the dragons who were sucked into the sky seemed to be frozen on the sky for an instant, motionless.
The screams and calls for help suddenly stopped as if they had been cut off by a knife.
Longdu fell into a moment of deathly silence.,,
"Bang, bang, bang..." In this dead silence, eighteen footsteps that sounded almost identical came flying towards the city.
At this time, Longdu, which was already brightly lit, clearly reflected the appearance of the visitor.
Eighteen people, eighteen men with ferocious faces, either missing an eye or covered with scars on their faces, very ordinary clothes, coarse clothes, but with that aura, just walking by, the air behind them was dyed
Inspired by the bloody murderous spirit in them.
It was a kind of murderous aura that came from the Shura field.
Eighteen murderous gods.
Under them, eighteen monsters with dragon heads, unicorns, phoenix wings and tigers were charging towards them. They were so huge that they were almost the size of a hill. Wherever they passed, other monster tribesmen living in Longdu, let alone humans, were rushing towards them.
Even their houses trembled and collapsed one after another.
It's not that it was destroyed, but that it couldn't bear the breath of this ancient monster.
"Bang." The Eighteen Kings of Purgatory descended from the sky and came quickly to the courtyard of the Fat Dragon Palace. Bang, even humans and beasts entered the room neatly and uniformly, and knelt down towards the Rakshasa: "I was late, please
Your Majesty, punish me."
The night was quiet, but no one in the courtyard made a sound.
The Eighteen Kings of Purgatory, who were so majestic just now, are now so respectful to Rakshasa, this...
The night breeze is cool, but every drop is chilling.
"Not guilty." Rakshasa still didn't turn around, he just said two words coldly.
"Yes." The Eighteen Kings of Purgatory immediately stood up.