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Chapter 396 My Wife, Help Me

The Fate Slate was given to Her Majesty the Goddess by the will of the abyss. Naturally, as soon as she thought of it, the Slate would fly back.

Perhaps other great lords could force them to stay, but Wu Liang obviously couldn't.

Since it's stealing a chicken, of course you can't grind it out.

"scoff~"

Immediately, Wu Liang's fingertips were full of sword energy.

"scoff~"

"Boom~ Whoosh"

As soon as Wu Liang drew a stroke, the slate of fate turned into a stream of red light and went straight to the surface of the sea.

"I'll make a big weed!"

Under the shock, Wu Liang still spit out the classic national curse.

So, the ground fire magma filled his stomach without hesitation.

"No, my uncle will go all out."

"Shhh~ bang"

Wu Liang's decisiveness and shamelessness were vividly displayed at this moment.

That's right, Wu Liang moved.

His body shrank to the size of a normal human in an instant, and then he lay down on the stone of fate in an instant in an extremely indecent posture.

Naturally, Wu Liang was also taken away by the slate of fate in the next moment.

Wu Liang had no choice but to make the first move.

The rules of the Fate Slate are very rough and direct.

Write your name!

To receive rewards!

If he only needs to write the word "Wu Liang" on that stone slab, now he can happily receive the reward, a [Gift of the Will of the Abyss].

However, at the moment of writing, Wu Liang suddenly remembered a very sad fact.

Here is the abyss!
Here he is, a Balrog.

And his name at this time is not Wu Liang.

It is a name with a second-degree explosion, and it is also a name with an abnormal number of strokes.

Blood Moon Killing Devourer!
Wu Liang almost laughed angrily, cheating is not cheating, too much is not too much.

If possible, Wu Liang would really like to scold the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Flame Demon Clan, and he would be shameless. Is that how he chose his name?
Unfortunately, the situation is stronger than people.

Wu Liang's name was randomly assigned upon birth, and he was not allowed to choose at all.

There is a saying that is good, if you can't resist, enjoy it.

"Boom~ chi chi"

As soon as Wu Liang climbed onto the slate of fate, the sword energy from his fingertips began to wreak havoc.

He frantically engraved strokes on the fate slate, trying to piece together a complete name.

Time, can no longer be said to be urgent, it is simply fatal.

Wu Liang is not a fool, of course he knows that there are four great lords fighting on the Flame Demon Sea.

And the reason why they fought was the stone slab under Wu Liang at this time.

If the three great lords looked back and saw a "little mouse" taking the lead, wouldn't it make them go crazy?

And this is even more so for Her Majesty the Goddess. When she saw it, hey, there is a disgusting male lying on the stone slab in my house. It must be a set of combos, ending with "broken eggs".

No matter which ending, Wu Liang was unwilling to accept it.

That's why he also went crazy, and the sword qi chichi released, like spurting blood, constantly staining the red board under him.

However, no matter how fast Wu Liang could write, he couldn't really be faster than the Slate of Fate.

"Boom~ Whoosh"

In the blink of an eye, the slate came out of the bottom of the sea.

"Boom~Boom"

It was also fortunate that Wu Liang's stomach had already been filled with magma from the ground fire, and this gust of wind couldn't pour it in.

Wu Liang lay on the stone slab and immediately saw the beautiful scenery.

The vast Flame Demon Sea!

Towering Lava Forest!
Four great lords who look like ancient demon gods!

The huge flame portal and... tens of millions of confused people.

Quiet!

It was dead quiet!

At this time, outside the flame portal, they were discussing with great interest the battle of the four great lords, and who would leave their name on the stone of fate in the end.

But the next moment, they all fell into a daze.

The slate of fate was briefly revealed in the sky.

So tens of millions of viewers have seen the originally holy, mysterious, and supreme slate of fate.

Defiled!

Because on the stone slab, there was a Balrog lying on its stomach.

And, it's male.

This kind of scene that no one could have imagined directly made the audience fall into a state of silence.

And since the audience can see it, how could the four great lords not be able to see it.

"Roar"

"Hooho~"

Angry, the three great lords of the lava monster, the abyss fire dragon, and the black flame demon fell into a rage almost at the same time.

Especially when they saw that the shameless Balrog lying on the slate of fate hadn't forgotten to keep writing with one hand, they were completely out of anger.

Who can bear this scene?

They are great lords, and if they beat them to death here, they would beat their brains into dog brains.

It was just to compete for the chance to write his name on the slate of fate, but now, he was preempted by a shameless Balrog who didn't even have the rank of a general.

Such a situation is like they are fighting for a goddess together, and the goddess is already lying down, and when they are fighting in the outside room for who will go first, a yellow-haired boy preempts.

No one can bear this matter.

Yellow hair~ah bah, the shameless Balrog must die.

"boom"

"Boom"

Three signs of an unprecedented crisis erupted in Wu Liang's heart at the same time.

"Fuck, is this going to kill me directly?"

"bang bang bang"

At this moment, Wu Liang's heart almost jumped out.

He didn't doubt at all that if the three great lords made a move at the same time, he would be wiped out directly, the kind of wiped out in ashes.

At this critical moment, another unbelievable light flashed in Wu Liang's mind.

Wu Liang's eyes lit up, and the next moment he spoke suddenly.

There is only one sentence, which is extremely simple, but it is this sentence that once again made all the existences in the field, including the three great lords, fall into a state of confusion.

Wu Liang's words were not addressed to others, but to the great lord of the Balrog Clan—His Royal Highness Vigorous Miracle Balrog.

"My wife, please save me."

"Boom~"

One sentence, seven words.

It's like an ancient supernatural power [Words and Words], which directly confused all the audience.

The three great lords were equally confused and forgot to make a move.

It was Her Majesty the Great Goddess, who suddenly turned into petrification after hearing that address that she should never have heard.

The only one who can move is Wu Liang.

With such a good opportunity, if Wu Liang missed it, he would be completely sorry for his title of "Shameless Balrog".

"Chichi~"

In the crisp sound, Wu Liang's full name was finally left on the red fate slate, which was completely defiled.

Blood Moon Killing Devourer!
"boom"

The moment the name was engraved on the stone slab, a burst of red light suddenly went straight to the depths of the sky.

As an abyss creature, Wu Liang immediately understood the meaning of the red light.

The signature is successful and the contract takes effect.

Abyssal Will!

He has been recognized by the will of the abyss!
The moment the red light entered the sky, Wu Liang's mind finally heard a voice that he had been dreaming of.

(End of this chapter)