"Damn old guy, he has been tossing for a whole thirty years, and most of the treasury was smashed by him on these damn iron bumps." Margaret III yelled in anger: "If these damn iron bumps had exhausted the treasury and caused the royal family to owed huge extra debts..."

After breathing heavily, Margaret III said coldly: "The combat power of these iron lumps..."

The next moment, the dark light surrounded by Margaret III, leaving behind a afterimage on the spot, and herself appeared at the entrance of the granite corridor.

There was a dull "buzzing" sound in the corridor.

It was a voice similar to the roar of metal, but the language used was extremely obscure, and Qiao couldn't even understand a word.

Mr. Si Gengsi, who was following Qiao, had his eyes lit up. He muttered in a low voice: "Alarm, alarm, extraordinary living organism... full power strike?"

Twelve white beams of light spurted out silently from the corridor, hitting Margaret III accurately.

The black smoke lingering on Margaret III disappeared without a trace, and the diameter of the light column as thick as a bucket suddenly shrank, and it shrank to the thickness of a thumb during breathing.

As the diameter of the light column decreases, the brightness of the light column becomes brighter and the temperature becomes higher and higher.

At the end, a faint purple-cyan halo appeared in the middle of the white light column. Wherever the thin light column passed, the air was completely evaporated, and a circle of space with a thickness of the fist near the light column turned into a nearly pure vacuum.

Margaret III groaned, and she was forced by the light column and stepped back dozens of feet. Then a black light flashed, leaving a shadow of her on the spot, and she returned to Qiao's side.

There was a faint smell of barbecue on her body.

Joe widened his eyes and looked at Margaret III with fear, her left shoulder, right shoulder and right chest, and the abdomen below the soft ribs on her right were pierced through four transparent wounds as thick as a thumb.

The clothes near her wound were directly vaporized by high-temperature light columns, revealing her skin the size of a palm.

Because of the high temperature of the light column, the skin near Margaret III's wound appeared a strange dark red, just like the color of seven or eight hundred mature veal that had just been taken out of the oven.

Joe's face twitched violently.

A group of senior clergymen thrust their faces, subconsciously took a few steps back, and moved their gaze away, not daring to take a look.

The Great Caesar and the Hydra Secret Guards burst out with hysterical roars at the same time. They raised their weapons and rushed towards the granite corridor.

"A bunch of idiots, come back!" Margaret III cursed in anger: "Even I can't stand the attack of these damn iron lumps. Are you going to die? Damn old Doron, ah, you did a pretty job. You ruined the treasury and really made some amazing things!"

Margaret III gritted her teeth, and a trace of air conditioning spurted out from her two rows of bright silver teeth.

At her wound, thick black smoke rolled, and her dark red skin returned to a normal snow-white scrub in a very short time. The wound was covered with black blood, which emitted the aroma of barbecue, and continued to spray out.

Soon, her wounds wriggled violently, and the fresh flesh grew rapidly. In three or five breaths, the four wounds of Margaret III disappeared without a trace. There was a large area of ​​snow-white skin on the broken clothes, and there was no trace of scar on the fluorescent skin.

Qiao also subconsciously moved his eyes away.

Her Majesty’s temper is not easy to provoke… It’s dangerous to take a look at it!

Margaret III looked at Rafa: "Dear Lord Rafa, as Mu's servant, your ability to bear the earth cannon is much stronger than that of the poor me, right? These damn iron lumps, their power just restrains my dark power."

Rafa smiled 'haha', and he laughed wildly and unrestrainedly: "In the face of the power of light, darkness... is naturally vulnerable!"

Rafa's whole body was burning with golden flames. He roared in a low voice. Under his skin, white gold patterns similar to dragon scales floated up, and his body gradually expanded, from about seven feet, to about ten feet in an instant.

Accompanied by the sound of "kick" growth and friction of the bones, a sharp bulge of inch long and short grew out of Rafa's spine. These platinum bone bulges sprayed dazzling light. The terrible high temperature made a trace of unbearable blue smoke appear on his white robe.

Qiao now knows that the high-ranking clergy in the church are all made of special materials.

Especially the great figures above the Bishop of the Golden Oak Church, their clothes are expensive and the materials are extremely rare. Otherwise, with the divine power they have mastered, they will emit high-temperature flames, and ordinary clothes will have been burned to ashes long ago... These great figures with noble identities can't surrender heresy naked, right?

The robe on Rafa is obviously a high-end product among high-end goods.

Even so, the robe was burned by the bulge of bones growing on Rafa's body, and a series of small holes were burned on his back.

The temperature around him rose sharply, and Qiao and many people around him subconsciously took several steps back.

Most of the people present in the Derren Empire took the Hydera sequence evolution route, and they mastered the power that was biased towards darkness... The aura emitted by Rafa made them feel instinctively disgusted.

"Dear Your Majesty, you have no power to stop my Lord's servant." Rafa looked at Margaret III deeply, and he gasped in a low breath. The divine flame and golden light on his body collapsed inward in an instant, and condensed into a set of armor made of gold on his body.

Rafa stepped to the entrance of the granite corridor, and the buzzing and mumbled metal sound rang again.

Twelve white lights as thick as buckets came silently, and dazzling white light enveloped everything.

This time, the white light fell on Rafa and did not cause any damage to Rafa.

On the contrary, the golden armor on Rafa was constantly absorbing the power of these white lights. Complex and gorgeous patterns continued to breed on the golden armor. The longer the white light shone, the thicker and solider the armor on Rafa became, and more like it was cast from real gold.

Rafa laughed wildly and rushed forward in the white light with great strides.

The clergymen covered their hearts with their hands and praised the infinite divine power given by the supreme "Mu".

They sang hysterically and their faces were red with excitement.

Margaret III was repelled by the white light and was seriously injured, but Rafa could carry the light cannons of the ancient demon puppets and keep moving forward. In the hearts of these clergy, nothing can prove the greatness of "Mu" better than this scene in front of them.

Margaret III curled his lips and cursed in a low voice: "Damn the charlatan, do you think that damn old Doron, who has exhausted the treasury of the Derren Empire, will he make up this little thing?"

The 'buzzing' sound rang again.

Mr. Si Gengsi's voice suddenly changed: "Alarm, alarm, suspicion of light elemental life... Dangerous... Dangerous... Change the attack mode... Full load attack!"

The white light suddenly disappeared.

Twelve black light bullets the size of human heads roared, and crossed the corridor with a terrifying loud noise, hitting Rafa who was approaching forward with great strides.

The heavy golden armor on Rafah's body broke with a "boom".

The twelve black light bombs contained no idea what power they had. They fell on Rafa and directly "neutralized" with the golden armor on Rafa, and then completely "annihilated", without any energy residue remaining.

Immediately afterwards, twelve black light bullets were sprayed out.

Rafa let out a scream, and the light bomb hit his body. The golden divine flame and holy light that gushed on his body were broken. The black light bomb fell on him, and the robe on his body disappeared without a trace. On his majestic body, the flesh on the upper body of his front completely disappeared, revealing the light golden, almost crystal-like texture below, almost translucent ribs.

Rafa spitted blood in his mouth, turned around and ran without saying a word.

He ran fast, and as soon as he took a step forward, he turned into a golden light and rushed back to Qiao.

He shivered all over and shouted at Margaret III: "Dark Annihilation Bomb... Why... Why... Why..."

Margaret III glanced at Rafa: "So, I admire my damn father, His Majesty. Although he has made the Deron Empire almost completely destroyed, he has really achieved great success."

Margaret III sighed: "Well, Lord Rafa, judging from the current situation, you and I cannot pass through this corridor. That is to say, if those heresies want to do something about the military expenditure and supplies on the battlefield of the abyss..."

Rafa was stunned. He looked at the stunned clergy. He ignored the blood spurted out of the tragic wounds on his chest and roared at Margaret III: "Dear Her Majesty, do you have any reserve means of restraint for such a terrible ancient demon puppet?"

Margaret III was stunned. She subconsciously looked back at Metiga who was standing behind her without saying a word.

Metiga's wrinkled old face twitched for a moment. He tapped his head with the huge scepter on his hand: "Ah, I almost forgot... Hey, it seems... there is a reserve control scepter... But where did it be?"

"Hey? These damn demon puppets are usually not used to be placed underground...uh...wait for a moment!"

Metiga's scepter knocked heavily at the air in front of her.

The void twisted and wriggled, and a ripples of space spread out. Metiga held the scepter and pierced it into it.

After three breaths, Metiga rushed out of the ripples again, and proudly raised a two-foot-long and fist-thick cane with its left hand, casting it with black crystals, and countless strange patterns on the surface.

"Your Majesty, it is it, the 'Scepter of Doron'... Your father personally created it back then, and it is specially used to control these ancient demon puppets' true control scepter."

"The little guys guarding the headquarters of the Royal Bank are actually copying the talisman marks on their hands... This scepter is the authentic one."

"It's been almost eighty years... I've never used this Doron Staff for such a long time, and I almost forgot its existence."

Metiga smiled happily.
Chapter completed!