Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 497 Werewolf grinning
The omnipotent magistrate in Kevin's heart, Mr. Ralph Buller, knelt down in front of the angel Galalon at this moment.

His knees were mostly sunk into the mud, and Ralph put his hands on the ground, struggling to resist the heavy pressure on him, which was the coercion imposed on him by the angel.The strength of the high-ranking person made it impossible for the wolf to raise his head. He could only hold on, but the rattling sound in his spine was always reminding him how fragile his body was.

"I'll crush every bone in you, wise sir, starting with your proud knee."

"Hehe...hehe..." Ralph's body was trembling, and he squeezed out a mixed cry of pain and ridicule from his teeth, the sarcasm was beyond words.

Galalon looked at the man kneeling in front of him from a high position. His spine had already begun to bend, and the joints of his arms were twisted abnormally. However, the man's laughter was still so uncomfortable. .

With his arms out of joint, the arrogant demon hunter has become a failure in his own power.For some reason, Gallalon always felt that this process lacked a bit of artistic embellishment.Crushing an ant is just a matter of course, but crushing a resolute soul will produce a depraved pleasure beyond imagination.Galalon wanted to hear his screams, to hear his wailing, to see him begging for mercy and weeping in pain.

So, he took off part of the coercion.

Bad wolf, can speak now.

"Your intelligence is beyond imagination. As the only one who destroys my plan, I will give you grace. Get down on your knees, Ralph, and become my follower. I will give you the right that you can't get in your whole life." With strength."

"Kneeling down to angels, isn't that what humans should do?"

Ralph raised his head. He looked at the bloody figure floating in the air. The huge blood feathers occupied his entire field of vision. The gravity interfered with his body. His eyeballs were congested and seriously affected his vision.

But no matter what, the coldness in Ralph's eyes was like ice that would not melt for a thousand years, so cold that it could freeze blood.

A mouthful of blood with ice slag was spit out, like a mouthful of thick phlegm, and Ralph's voice was high again.

"Power and power...Speaking of which, I have struggled too."

Violet and Sylvester stood behind Ralph, and the authority of the angel took special care of Ralph.

The wolf's eyes were gloomy, and the gloomy green light reflected was like damp moss on the tombstone.

"My officer once told me that I am quite suitable for guarding a prison."

"Although I chose to become a sheriff, because the atmosphere of the prison is not suitable for educating little ghosts."

"But I know the prison as well as the hunter knows the bow."

Ralph fell to the ground, his right hand finally could no longer support his body, and he turned over on his side and fell to the ground.

"Cassandelle has a slang term. I think the noble angel must have never heard of it."

"In prison, the key is power. Don't offend the one who holds the key."

Light spots erupted from Ralph's chest, and what was glowing was not his chest, but the things he pulled out with his right hand.

Holy bells, scepters, bibles, cross pendants and cursed angel swords.

"Degonris is a prison, and those who hold the key hold the power to wield the power. And now, those usurping prisoners have been executed by me..."

Ralph twisted his limbs, used his sword as a crutch, resisted the pressure, and stood up.

"The mysterious power buried under this land, I am your current master!"

"I control the key! I control Degonris! This is my home field!!!"

The ground beneath Ralph's feet crumbled, and a piercing frost blew out from the depths of the crack, bringing the summer night of Degonris back to the cold winter.

Gallalon roared angrily, Ralph stood up and showed him the greatest contempt.

"Rip them apart, my servant!"

Those Degonris townspeople gave up their disguise, they screamed and crawled on all fours, and broke in the door. It turned out that they had already become vampires.

"Kneel down, prisoner."

The indifferent announcement was like an oracle, the ground shattered, and chains of ice shards gushed out from the ground, binding the violent vampires.The nearest one was only one meter away from Sylvet, but the outstretched claw was bound by a chain. The extremely low temperature and sharp ice spikes saw off that arm during the movement of the chain, and it fell to the ground. It fell to the ground and shattered into ice slag.

The cold wind dissipated, and a burst of white mist engulfed the bodies of the three of Ralph.

"I declare that this is the dream world."

The surrounding environment began to distort, and a moon with a human face bleeding from the corner of its mouth smiled in the sky, it was so weird and pale.

All the surrounding scenes sank to the ground, and Degonris turned into a white ice field in the blink of an eye.

In the dense fog, there is only a barely outline.

Accompanied by piercing laughter, the silhouette on the white mist twisted and swelled, changing from an ordinary human shape to a huge monster silhouette.

A sharp claw tore the white mist to shreds.

The four-meter-high huge wild body, above the wolf's kiss, has golden vertical pupils revealing the cunning of humans and the cruelty of beasts.The black windbreaker has been cracked and turned into dispensable fragments on the fur. The black hair is as deep as a dull night. From the top of the hair, black energy like ink is escaping, and every gesture affects the surrounding frost. A tall The werewolf growled.

The sharp blade on the right claw is like a knife, and the black chain is wrapped around the left arm. The ends of those chains smash the ground, like a huge ice-breaking anchor. It was not until the werewolf exerted force that the solid ice was dragged out of the ground, and the ice block was frozen inside. A vampire whose life stays at the moment of pounce.

"Death penalty." The werewolf crushed the ice cubes together with the prisoners inside, looking at the angel floating in the air.

"You're in jail, prisoner."

The wolves clasped their palms together, and the riotous chains erupted from the ground, expressing their dissatisfaction with the angels in the sky.

With one careless step, Blood Wing was captured by chains.

Blood Angel Galalon, set foot on the ground.

Galalon knelt down on one knee, his expression twisted, and immediately vibrated his wings, shattered the chains and flew into the sky again.

His body was shaking, and the blood angel let out a hysterical roar.

"No one can stand in front of me! No one can look down on me!"

The werewolf showed two rows of white teeth, and the contempt in his eyes drove Gallalon almost mad.

"And that's your first lesson in my prison, prisoner."

"Learn to kneel."

Roar!The angel couldn't bear such insult anymore, he swooped down, the blood turned into a sharp sword in his hand, and went straight to the heart of the beast.

The wolf grinned ferociously, and leaped at the angel without fear, shattering the ground with its chains, showing its master's authority.

"Bow to your Warden, Angel!!!"

"Even if you're just a puddle of blood now."

(End of this chapter)