Lord of Pets

On the side of the temple, the dragon god standing with his head held high and to the right of the Thunder Dragon Mother is none other than the fourth-generation ancestral dragon, the Dragon of Dawn.

His body is not huge, but his lines are smooth enough.

The muscles throughout the body are lean but not strong, perfectly hidden under the delicate silver dragon scales.

In terms of momentum, he is far inferior to the Thunder Dragon Mother.

But his voice became louder and he sneered without reservation:

"Hey, Qiang Zhan, Paradise, do you think it's ridiculous?"

"In order to terminate the contract between the angels of God and humans, you did not hesitate to kidnap the Holy Son of our race in front of hundreds of thousands of orcs on the border battlefield without showing any mercy."

"In the end, your ancestors felt that one divine angel was not enough, so they had to sacrifice another "fallen god" to forcibly enhance the bond relationship..."

“Do you think it’s your ancestors who have a keen eye and a skin as thick as a city wall, or are you sitting in a well looking at the sky and being short-sighted?”

"Kaka——"

The eight-winged warrior angel clenched his knuckles hard.

If one had to say who had the ugliest expression among the angels present, it was destined to be him and Paradise.

During the first riot in the temple that year, Rosius said that if Master Bai could leave the ancient heaven alive, there would be no need to consider race or alliance or alliance.

He even said at the time that the Dragon of Destiny "is not afraid of boiling water even if it's a dead pig". It was precisely because of his second destiny that the dragon clan dove occupied the magpie's nest and took away the luck of the angel clan.

But Qiang Zhan couldn't believe it no matter what, Rosius chose to betray another divine angel, and it was Garuda who was buried in ancient times and had a great reputation and was once called the "Third Ancestor"!

What's the difference between this and giving away half of the Holy Court?

No matter how ancient the bloodline of the divine angels here is, no matter how long the inheritance is, they cannot be compared with Garuda!

What's more, Garuda is no longer what he used to be. Not only has he merged with one-half of the blood of another angel god, he is in charge of "order".

He also did something unprecedented and unparalleled—devouring the law of evil spirits in reverse!

The key...he succeeded!

Bayi Qiangzhan took a deep breath, trying to use the sacred light to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

His eyes were fixed on the six-winged fallen angel behind Bai Wushang. The pure and flawless black color was like a flower of darkness, trying to carve traces into his soul.

As if feeling something, the fallen angel's unfocused pupils suddenly condensed.

His eyes moved sideways and he looked coldly at Bayi Qiangzhan, as if the pressure of the high-ranking angels on him did not exist.

That kind of flamboyant and unabashed indifference is like looking at prey, rather than looking at some unattainable big shot.

"Everyone, Garuda's transformation is not complete, and my will cannot control the body for the time being."

"So it's more like a shell with only the most primitive killing and skills inside."

Bai Wushang's introductory narration did not cause much excitement among the angels.

Because from the moment the six-winged fallen angel appeared, everyone knew that he was extraordinary.

Obviously that kind of dark aura is extremely hateful and disgusting. If any trace of it escapes, it can cause the gods and angels to go berserk.

But somewhere in the dark, there was another voice reminding:

——This is a "god", not an "evil spirit"!

No matter how hideous and terrifying his appearance is, it cannot affect his deepest character positioning!

"Hahaha, taking charge of the fallen holy angel, such an achievement will definitely set a precedent in the era, and is destined to leave an indelible mark in the extraordinary history..."

A lazy laugh came, the texture was as crisp as a silver bell, and seemed to be mixed with a hint of coquettishness.

However, the speaker's connected words instantly made Bai Wushang jump into shock. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

"But do you think... is there such a possibility..."

"We assist the fallen angels to blend into the ecosystem of the evil spirits of the beginning, and subtly support their development."

"In time, if he can sit in a high position and become the leader of the evil spirits, he will not only be able to provide us with a lot of intelligence, but also be able to sow discord and suppress counterattacks at critical moments..."

"If this plan comes to fruition, the Angel Clan will have unparalleled achievements and be unparalleled in the Holy Court. Their reputation and status will surely be number one, and they will be unshakable both inside and outside the realm..."

"Jigu!!" The little rabbit lowered his head and hissed a warning towards the speaker.

Who else can say this? The beautiful woman lying on the back of the ancient Tyrannosaurus elephant, as if using it as a bed.

While sipping the wine in the glass, she blinked her misty eyes.

The exposed long legs are round and straight, and can only be seen covered by the skirt until they are close to the buttocks;

There are also those surging twin peaks, not only the fabric is scarce.

The piece that slid down the neck was actually wet, exuding the mellow aroma of fine wine.

The Drunken Holy Messenger—Han Zimo!

Among the 108 Holy Dragon Guards of the Ancestral Dragon Court, the Judgment Dragon Rider, who has been ranked third all year round... is here in person!

Bai Wushang broke into cold sweat at that moment.

He thought of the unreliable Holy Court undercover plan, and of the Faceless Rat King who endured the humiliation and endured the humiliation. He had stayed in the orc tribe for more than two hundred years and was about to become the top leader, but he never waited for the real instructions from his direct superior.

As a last resort, the Faceless Rat tried his best to contact him, but he was told... Han Zimo accidentally forgot about him!

Is this, is this something humans do? !

If it were an undercover agent with a bad temper and a little bad luck, wouldn't he leave any mark even if he sacrificed himself?

The more Bai Wushang thought like this, the more he recalled the fear of being dominated.

You can do things with anyone, just follow the Drunken Holy Envoy Han Zimo - be sure to keep a few hundred cautions in mind to prevent yourself from being deceived!

But having said that, this time is too outrageous. Directly focus on the evil spirit of the beginning?

There are not a hundred or eighty lives left, and there are not dozens or hundreds of escape routes. Who dares to do this? Do you think your life span is too long and your death is not fast enough?

"Aha...it seems a bit unreliable. Let's discuss it again. Let's discuss it again."

Under the gaze of a group of divine angels and five ancestral dragons, the wine Han Zimo sent to Red Lips froze in mid-air.

She seemed to realize that this was inappropriate and would lose her identity and image.

Obediently straighten your body and maintain a subtle and elegant smile.

Just the remaining blush on her face, and the charm seeping out from the corner of her eyebrows, no matter how you look at her, she feels unique and definitely a "heretic" among the crowd.

"Shame!" Shu Qing'er, the Holy Envoy of Jewelry not far away, spoke with disdain.

On the other side, the Holy Envoy of Thunder Punishment, Xuanyuan Hou, shook his head and cast his gaze on Bai Wushang.

Now that things have happened, his once-sealed memories have long been unlocked and restored.

Once upon a time, that small, thin young man suddenly transformed into such a burly and energetic person.

There are so many ancestral-level mythical creatures present, even if most of them are not their true bodies, but clones and incarnations.

He was actually unfazed by honor and disgrace, and always maintained an indifferent and calm attitude. Every time he spoke, he did it openly and without any embarrassment or panic.

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