Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 807 Destroyer 4
Huanmeng vomited everything she had eaten before, but her stomach was still churning; she could only lie on the ground and retch all the time.The body is twitching, not only because of physical pain, but also because of spiritual stimulation.

The black charcoals on the ground were each of them before—the aristocratic and imposing father of Ye Feng, the mother of Ye Feng who loved Ye Feng deeply and even did not hesitate to part with him, chubby, intelligent Although there are problems, the honest and dedicated fat man, and the maid who dared to love and hate... Now, they are all dead, and only the lifeless ashes and coals on the ground prove that they once existed.

"Woo... woo...ah..." Huan Mengmeng was about to cry out, but it mixed with the sound of retching, making an indescribably painful sound.She felt a little out of breath.

"Seeing Master Huanmeng in such pain, I also feel a little distressed." Disterell shook his head and said.She was standing next to a ruin, a certain distance away from Huanmeng; she took a step forward, trying to get close to Huanmeng's appearance, Phil and Han Jiang immediately stepped forward, protecting Huanmeng behind her.

"Don't be so nervous, I will definitely not hurt Lord Huanmeng." Disterre waved his hand and said.

Han Jiang frowned - the reason why she stepped forward was basically because of her body's instinctive reaction.She knew that if a great magician of this level really wanted to make a move, she would absolutely be unable to stop her.

"Master Huanmeng, is it hard? In that case, it would be better to try to attack me with magic to vent your emotions?" Disterrell said, "However, you should also know that it is a waste of magic power, right?"

"What on earth do you... want to do!" Huanmeng raised her head, staring at Disterrell.

"I don't want to do anything... I just want to let Lord Huanmeng know that what you are going to do is extremely difficult." Disterrell said with a smile, "You don't need to speak too clearly, do you?"

"So... are you going to stop Huameng?" Huameng asked.

"No, Master Huanmeng is stopping me." Disterrell corrected, "I can't be stopped by Mr. Huanmeng, that's the right way to say it."

"Stop talking about words here!" Huanmeng said loudly, "Why do you want to kill so many people? Why do you want the war to continue!?"

"Is there a difference between saying it and not saying it?" Disterrell shrugged and said, "It's really a superficial question."

"...What are you talking about?" Huanmeng gritted her teeth and asked.

"Even if I tell Lord Huanmeng a very big ~righteous~rin~ran~ reason, will Master Huanmeng give up stopping me? Will he be able to watch the killing happen?" Disterrell said, " If there is such a reason, I really want to make it up for Mr. Huanmeng."

"You... you bastard!" Huanmeng wanted to say something, but he couldn't refute it.

Yes, even if she told herself the reason, what could she do?Will you watch Disteril murder and set fire, but turn a blind eye?

Fantasies can't come out.No matter what the reasons are, I can't convince myself to turn a blind eye to such a tragedy.

So, how can I stop her?

Disterrell's strength is absolutely beyond his reach.In terms of intelligence, it is also completely crushed...

Myself... what should I do?
(End of this chapter)