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Chapter 659 What is your name?

Before returning to her full body, Gracia added a layer of black light to Rommel's magic tower.

It seems that the stubborn character shown by Rommel was quite agreeable to the princess of hell... Only the gentle and pleasant aristocratic demeanor can slightly touch the heart of the mage. Gracia remembers this very well.

She obviously did not intend to give up the idea of ​​taking Rommel away.

Hill felt that she was really sick: You forced the other person to leave with you, what else do you want to show?

Could it be that by putting a human skin on yourself, you can continue to be a human being in front of Rommel?

Gracia is really a bit like those fairies in Chinese fairy tales who learn how to be a human being but only scratch the surface, and in the end they can only reveal their nature as a beast that eats hair and drinks blood.

Especially those vixens who dig their hearts out.

Oh~ Hill glanced at Gracia who had regained her appearance as the Queen of Desire...insulting those vixens.

Of course, as the daughter of Asmodeus and Bissozea, who is considered the most beautiful woman in hell, Gracia cannot be said to be unattractive.

If we just talk about her face, she is definitely better than those vixens.

Gracia is a very typical hell devil. In addition to the two pairs of large exposed wings, a forked tail, horns and copper-colored skin, she also has a beautiful figure and an even more beautiful face.

Unfortunately, the expression is too lively and the eyes are too flexible.

It's a little fierce, but it doesn't make people feel evil at all... Tsk, the reputation of the lust demon is not as good as that of the succubus, and there is indeed a reason.

The gap between masters is too big.

The queen who is named after desire, exudes a seductive aura that is probably not as good as a high-level succubus.

Gracia raised her head and laughed: "Haha~ How dare you let me take back my power!

No matter who you are, just die!"

Hill recalled the succubus who dared to lead the way for the undead, and couldn't help but curl his lips: "I said Gracia, do you want to learn from Mecanshute?

Otherwise, I really don't understand how you can compare with her."

Hill's plain statement seemed to anger Gracia even more, and she rushed over desperately holding her whip.

Then he was hit with a loud slap and flew directly to the White Tower.

The huge white tower shook twice.

Feng Ge, who had already returned to the black tower, changed his face drastically. He could no longer care about maintaining his image as a human mage. He flapped his wings and charged towards Hill quickly.

Probably because he was worried that Hill would take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

Moreover, when I discovered that Gracia was just a little dizzy and was slowly sitting up, she still knew how to be a good person and shouted: "Princess Gracia, Your Majesty requires us to evacuate as soon as possible. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

!

The Tower of Siya will always be there, and the person you want will naturally belong to you forever!

Let’s wait until it’s over!”

"That's not necessarily the case." Hill interrupted with a smile, "Rommel doesn't want to go to hell. If he feels uneasy, I, an old friend, can definitely take him out of this world."

Feng Ge, who had already flown to Hill's head, said coldly: "Your Majesty is so powerful, why do you need to pretend like this?

You won’t be embarrassed, right?”

Hill gave him a gentle smile: "What should I do? I'm afraid of Asmodeus!"

Feng Ge felt like flowers were blooming on his forehead... You were afraid of the Lord of Hell, so now you beat his daughter in front of him?

How could such a strong man who could slap Gracia away with one slap not know what was happening outside the world!

Besides, Gracia is now in full power mode. As the princess of hell, she has an innate light of powerful defense and counterattack.

People who are not strong enough can't even touch the corner of her clothes. How can they directly suppress the innate aura like they are now and even slap Gracia so far away... The White Tower is a dozen or so miles away from here.

Kilometers!

"Your Majesty is joking, but your behavior is not like that." Feng Ge smiled politely.

"This is no joke."

Hill jumped slightly, and with a wave of his hand as he passed by Fongo, he sent the hell prosecutor who had layers of shields on his body back to his black tower... maybe

His shield was quite diverse, and although it caused the black tower to tremble a few times, Fongo himself was still relatively safe.

Gracia, who had just recovered from dizziness, was kicked towards the White Tower again before she could stand up.

But this time, it did no harm to her... I guess Asmodeus left her a life-saving artifact.

Only the white tower trembled violently in the wind.

Hill pursed his lips and kicked the mask a few more times.

Then he quickly judged that if he didn't use all his strength, the protective power of this thing would not be so easy for him to break.

"Damn it! My White Tower!" Gracia, who stood still in the black ball of light and was about to fight back, suddenly shouted.

The White Tower, which was hit several times by Gracia's big ball of light, finally couldn't bear the crazy trembling and was broken in the middle.

The remaining mages on the White Tower fled frantically... No one dared to fly to Hill.

"Your Mightiness!"

Ignoring his own black tower, Feng Ge flew over again: "Who are you?

The Lord of Hell also wants to know why he was attacked like this!

Since you are still shying away from the great Asmodeus... don't humiliate his only princess like this!"

Fongo actually figured it out, and the other party would not kill Gracia.

Otherwise, how could a mage use only brute force without magic?

Damn it, what kind of mage is even as powerful as Kostchurch, Lord of the Frost Giants?

"I already said I'm afraid of Asmodeus, why do I still need to show my face?" Hill replied slowly.

Fongo was stunned for a moment, then quickly showed a listening look, and a few seconds later turned to look at him again: "Great Asmodeus, I have guessed your identity!

There’s no point in hiding anymore!”

"Well... As expected, the victim is always the first to be guessed." Hill gave him a cold smile, "He already knows who I am, why doesn't he know the reason why I beat Gracia?"

Feng Ge was stunned: "Princess Gracia is innocent..."

Hill, who slowly returned to his original appearance, couldn't help laughing: "Your words really don't sound like they came from the mouth of a devil.

Also, you say she is innocent?

Even if you don’t think that the person who benefits must be guilty, do you dare to tell me that Gracia is innocent?”

Although he was famous for his eloquence in hell, Fongo could not say anything else at this moment... He knew immediately that Gracia herself had done something that deserved a beating.

This strong man who was obviously born in Trasil probably wouldn't let go easily.

"Huh? So you are so beautiful! Why are you willing to hide this face?

What's your name?" Gracia, who had just recovered from the spin, was holding a dagger with flashing blue light in her hand, which was obviously tempered with huge poison, and was about to rush towards Hill, and she suddenly said something that made her spirit rise.

Feng Ge was so nervous that he felt a little weak.

Although he had known for a long time that Gracia was a beauty-controller, but when the other party's goal was her life... at least on the surface, it was her life, she was still so inconsistent, which really made Feng Ge very confused.

If their future lord of hell has this kind of virtue, then they devils can only pray day and night, hoping that their great lord of hell, Asmodeus, will live forever?

He couldn't imagine what would happen if Asmodeus fell one day and Hell fell into Gracia's hands... His master was more eager for Bissozea's resurrection than before. Did he also think of this?

point?

Of course, Fongo actually understood Asmodeus's wishes: Bissozea and his next child had better not be so pure in blood.

In that case, whether he can become the next Lord of Hell has little to do with the child's own ability, it just depends on who Asmodeus values ​​more.

Just like the current bottomless abyss, several demon princes are not necessarily weaker than the original Queen of Chaos, but they have no ambition at all to subdue the will of the abyss... Isn't it just because who wants to be in power?

Do they all need to be approved by the will of the abyss?

Even the two strongest among them, who can even touch a little bit of the underlying laws of the abyss, dare not easily touch the taboos of the will of the abyss when there is an enemy next door who can attack them at any time.

Based on Fongo's understanding of his master, Asmodeus, who had always done things carefully, would definitely not be able to tolerate having no one behind him, but he was also unwilling to let any existence threaten his rule, even his biological children.

As for Gracia, although she lost the threat to Asmodeus's status because of her own brain...but her strength can grow infinitely without Asmodeus's permission.

But it is the greatest threat to the Lord of Hell.

What if Gracia is not this kind of Gracia?

Even if Bissozeya deliberately pampers her daughter so that she has no intention of seizing power and does not arouse Asmodeus's malice because of her close connection with hell, the threat is still a threat.

That's why Fongo behaves so weakly in this world... Anyway, Gracia doesn't need any temptation, she will mess up everything on her own.

Even the core will in the deepest part of hell can see that the fact that she does not want a younger brother or sister who can threaten her status comes entirely from Gracia's heart.

And Asmodeus just believed in his daughter.

So how could Gracia attack her mother who doted on her and gave her unlimited freedom?

It's a pity that since Princess Gracia is useful in this aspect, he can only bear the torture brought by it on the other side for his master.

Fongo couldn't help but sigh: "Princess Gracia, this is the son of the World Tree and the blood descendant of Corellon, Mr. Hill.

His status is equal to yours, and he is a little polite, okay?"


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