I, the Prince of Qin

　　Just when everyone had deep doubts about this, suddenly, a loud noise came from the direction of Camelot City Palace—

　　"boom--!"

　　A huge golden beam of light shot straight into the sky!

　　At the same time, a series of black lights, like sticky tentacles, are constantly entangled around the golden beam of light, no matter how hard they hit, they can't be broken!

　　"king!?"

　　The Knights of the Round Table in the Arena were the first to react.

　　In any case, protecting the king is the top priority. When it was discovered that there was an unknown battle in the palace, all the Knights of the Round Table gave up the fight with Mo Zhefang and rushed towards the palace.

　　Mo Zhe looked at the golden light and the black gas entwined beside him.

　　Slaughterhouse?That guy really came back to do something!

　　Is this the trouble with the Lion King?

　　In the distance, golden light and black light entangled in the sky, a violent twist, followed by a sweet and greasy wave that made people immersed in a vortex of happiness, spread out, far away from the arena. , can feel it.

　　Uh... Artoria seems to have been hit!

Chapter 247 Chapter [-]

　　"king!"

　　"King! What happened!?"

　　The knights of the round table hurried to the palace, but Mo Zhe was one step ahead of them and came to the palace of the Lion King first.

　　In the gorgeous palace, there are battle marks everywhere, broken walls, broken decorations, collapsed columns...

　　One of the most exaggerated is a large circular hole that pierced several floors of ceilings from the center of the palace, straight into the sky.

　　This big hole almost hollowed out the entire palace. Looking up from the bottom, you can see the blue sky and the clouds that were also blasted through in the sky.

　　This big hole was bombed by the Lion King himself. With such power, it can only be the masterpiece of Saint Lungominiade.

　　As for whether the Slaughterhouse was killed by this shot, Mo Zhe was not optimistic.

　　The Sesame Academy is also No. [-] BEAST, and it is the type with extremely high risk. Although Gamma is her opposite pole, the risk factor is not at the same level.

　　Sesshouyuan is a god who can take the earth as his own!In comparison, what is blasting through the clouds!

　　And looking at the aftermath of the whole battle, I am afraid that the Lion King has already followed the path of the Slaughterhouse.

　　Mo Zhe left the Knights of the Round Table far behind and frowned slightly as he rushed to the palace.

　　From what I feel, the Lion King is still alive, and the purpose of the Slaughter Institute should not be to kill her.

　　But the smell is weird.

　　Speaking of which, this guy from the Slaughterhouse, following Aige, kept saying that he wanted to join Daqin, but after being rejected by himself, he looked unwilling.

　　This time, when he came back, he avoided himself and found the Lion King, who had nothing to do with him at all.

　　What the hell is this guy trying to do?

　　Sure enough, this kind of dangerous BEAST, it is better to catch it and put it in the sky prison, or simply destroy it.

　　On the way, Mo Zhe gradually condensed a murderous aura.

　　He doesn't like situations where someone is secretly doing things behind their backs, no matter who that person is or what the purpose is.

　　Slaughterhouse... Come out!

　　boom!Mo Zhe pushed open the door of the inner palace, and the aftermath of the battle also spread here. The door was still intact, but the interior decoration was already in a mess.

　　A large bed was placed in the center of the rubble-filled room, and the sheets and the ornate tent were torn with rags everywhere.

　　The figure of the Slaughterhouse disappeared in a flash in the room.

　　Seemingly aware of Mo Zhe's murderous aura, the Slaughter Institute didn't stop at all. While quickly moving through the space, he quickly explained:

　　"I'm here to help you! You will love my gift! I have no ill will!"

　　"Can you go? Ah Fang!"

　　"Yes! Your Highness!"

　　The moment the Slaughterhouse entered the space tunnel, Ah Fang followed.

　　The body of Afang is the central management module of Xianyang Palace, and it is also the weapon of the first emperor.

　　The external image is a mercury ball that can be transformed into any shape, even the Tai Ah Excalibur.

　　Although A Fang usually acts and changes according to Mo Zhe's thoughts when he is used as a weapon, he can act autonomously to a certain extent in case of emergencies.

　　The Slaughter Institute escaped from Camelot's palace, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a sphere of mercury reflecting the seven-color flashes in the space channel, appearing not far away.

　　As soon as the warning sign was born, the mercury ball split into countless tiny steel wires, tying her up in circles.

　　"Uh, I didn't expect you guys to like to play this kind of ****... but now I'm not in the mood to accompany you!"

　　The Slaughterhouse struggled desperately, black and red fluctuations, mud-like flames and rays of light constantly emerged around her, huge double horns grew on her head, and a pair of butterfly-shaped wings with strange patterns loomed behind her.

　　Facing Ah Fang, the Slaughterhouse could no longer have any extra space, and all the power of BEAST erupted, shaking the entire dimensional passageway to the verge of collapse.

　　"Even if you're just a weapon, as long as you're a conscious and intelligent being, you can only eliminate it in my body... Be the same as the light, come on, come in, hahaha!"

　　The lower abdomen of the Slaughterhouse, which belongs to the most secret core part of women, suddenly opened a large mouth, and the huge suction force turned the silver thread into the room, constantly swallowing it inside.

　　The countless silver threads that were originally wrapped around the body of the Killing Institute, like clumps of thread, kept falling into the void of desire that could never be filled.

　　"Huhu, I thought it was so powerful, it seems... I think too highly of you."

　　It was so easy to absorb Ah Fang into it, while the Slaughter Institute breathed a sigh of relief, there was also a deep sense of boredom.

　　Originally, I heard Aige say that Mo Zhe, and how mysterious and powerful Daqin is, made me a little moved.

　　The purpose of getting the Lion King this time was to give Mo Zhe a gift.

　　But it seems that the one named Mo Zhe doesn't like what he does, so he should avoid the limelight for the time being, and then mention other things when he tastes the sweetness.

　　However, now that he swallowed his weapon so easily, the Slaughter Institute felt that he believed in Aige's words too much and looked down on the other party too much?

　　"Haha... If it's just this level, it's nothing. It's just the difference from becoming a companion, and then slowly tempting to capture it and eating it, to eating it directly."

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa-"

　　In the space passage, the unbridled laughter of the Slaughter Institute sounded.

　　Sudden--

　　"puff--"

　　A bloody arrow spewed out from her neck.

　　Along with the blood arrow, there was also a thin silver thread.

　　Not only that, the sound of puff puff puff, followed by a dense sound.

　　The entire body of the Slaughter Institute, almost everywhere, was penetrated by silver threads from the inside, accompanied by blood arrows and blood mist, spraying out one after another.

　　"Ah ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

　　Countless silver threads swallowed in her lower abdomen pierced through every part of her body, from every blood vessel, every nerve, and every mucous membrane. The whole body is like being pierced by a steel needle countless times!

　　The feeling of being densely pierced, from the internal organs to the brain, made the Slaughter Institute roll its eyes in an instant.

　　Since becoming BEAST, he has swallowed countless existences and felt countless extreme wonderful tastes.

　　But this feeling is the first time!

　　For the first time, such pain!

　　For the first time, so cool!

　　puff puff puff puff...

　　“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊——”无数的血箭伴随着杀生院连续的高吟，喷洒而出的鲜血，让整个空间通道都弥漫起浓浓的红雾。

　　"BEAST! If you don't hold back, you'll be captured!" The silver thread that Ah Fang transformed into, from the inside to the outside, was tightly bound by the slaughterhouse that was extremely injured.

　　"...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh looking at Ahfang who has countless bloodshots and he's tied so tightly.

　　At the same time that the Slaughterhouse was subdued by A Fang, Mo Zhe was also in the palace and saw the Lion King, Arturia's current appearance.

Chapter 248 Chapter [-] The Lonely Heart of a Mature Woman

　　In the almost ruined bedroom, the bed tents and quilts were scattered everywhere, and the big bed in the center of the room covered a figure.

　　Mo Zhe felt that the Lion King was there, but his breath was a little wrong, and it was very urgent.

　　She hid behind the tent, vigilant, condensed her strength, and prepared for a fatal blow.

　　But her target was not herself, but the killing house that had escaped.

　　Losing her goal, her strength did not weaken in the slightest, and her breathing became heavier and heavier, and even her strength began to become disordered.

　　Mo Zhe frowned, and intuitively felt that the Lion King had lost his mind.

　　What the hell did the asylum do to her?

　　It is conceivable that the assassination institute's plot against the Lion King was both successful and unsuccessful.

　　Said to be successful, because the state of the Lion King is really wrong.

　　He said that he didn't succeed because he came here, and the Slaughterhouse should not have had time to take the last step.

　　Mo Zhe slowly moved his footsteps and walked behind the bed canopy.

　　Every time they moved, the figure behind the tent became a little nervous.

　　"You...don't come here!"

　　The Lion King, Artoria's agitated voice came from behind the bed canopy.

　　"Lion King, your state is not right, I'm afraid I need to help you take a look."