Deep, mysterious, and a claustrophobic temple that makes people feel depressed and uneasy.

Her whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and there was a faint smell of wine on her body. She was obviously a little angry because she was awakened by the late night noise.

He rushed over after hearing the news. Although he woke up late at night, his whole body was neatly maintained and his body emitted a solemn smell of Mata XIII.

And Margaret III, wearing a black long skirt, long hair, and a gorgeous black poppy-milli flower on her left chest, red lips as fire as fire, and gorgeous as a ball of flames.

The huge hall was filled with the sharp laughter of Margaret III.

"Hohohohohohoho, funny little guy... Good luck Joe, if this magic circle is really useful, you can really find those two little bitches who are damn a thousand times. I promise you that your father, your brother, and you will receive my most generous reward at the New Year celebration."

Margaret III's aura was too strong, like a crazy catfish, messing up the entire pond.

When I was with her, even if I was a little far apart, Joe felt unsteady.

She stood there, the whole space was shaking and trembling.

It was like a cabinet filled with fragile glassware, shaking violently by people. The cabinet itself, as well as all the utensils in the cabinet, could be instantly twisted and crushed.

Even if you stand by her, you may be in danger of your life at any time!

Qiao smiled dryly: "Dear Your Majesty, I didn't expect that it would disturb you... Uh, this magic circle map... is..."

Margaret III waved his hand gently: "No need to tell a story. I don't care how it came about. I just care whether it works."

Qiao then closed his mouth cleanly and stood quietly, struggling to withstand the huge, terrifying pressure that spreads like a tsunami.

Margaret III did not deliberately release the pressure.

This terrible pressure that makes everyone restless is completely uncontrollable, just like a reservoir that overflows in a flood, flooding over the top of the dam and constantly overflowing from above the dam.

This is the most terrifying thing.

Margaret III's current moment gives people a sense of uncontrollability and no one knows what will happen in the next moment...a great sense of horror.

Joe was tense all over.

Fierce instinct kept warning him - at this moment, Margaret III, as long as she could not control her own power... the entire hall would be collapsed into heaven, and everything in the hall would be wiped out in an instant.

At this moment, the probability of surviving such a safe disaster is always zero!

Cold sweat kept coming out from the back of my heart, drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by shirt.

Fortunately, the clothes on Qiao's body were all extraordinary things made of rare materials given to him by Metiga after taking the Abyss Giant Crocodile Dragon potion.

The shirt made of unknown materials is very water permeable, and the sweat quickly vaporizes itself without any residue. Cold sweat keeps flowing out, and Qiao's clothes are still dry and comfortable, which makes Qiao feel a little bit better.

Metiga is very efficient, and the magic circle on the scroll is extremely complicated, which makes Qiao dizzy when he sees it. It took him more than an hour to arrange it.

This is also because the base of the Derren Empire is thick enough that all kinds of extraordinary materials needed to arrange the magic circle are available in the secret library of the Hydra Palace. With Metiga's own terrible foundation and strength, it was only in such a short time that it was arranged into a complex magic circle with a diameter of more than 300 feet and consisting of thousands of large and small geometric figures and complex runes.

"A drop of fresh brains of the three-headed hound in the abyss, and... three just cut dog noses!"

Metiga shook his head and carefully placed the core and most essential materials of the magic circle on a small altar more than one foot high in the center: "Ah, I have good luck these two days. In the space cracks opened near Fort Hydra, a three-headed hunting dog happened to jump out and was killed by the secret guards in time."

"In the past, it's not that simple to get these materials."

Metiga began to discuss the rareness of these materials and the exquisite conception of this magic circle.

And Margaret III shouted impatiently: "Okay, okay, Lord Metiga, let's start... I can't wait to play games with those two cute little babies."

"Hohohoho, they did such a wonderful thing in Heida Fort, they slapped me hard."

"Believe me, I will love them well!"

Margaret's long hair, with its windless hair, floated up one after another.

Behind her, the entire space turned into ink-like painted black. In the deep, nightmarish black, a huge phantom of Hydra appeared faintly.

The 'hiss' sound was endless.

Qiao's brain hurts sharply. He groans and takes two steps back. His nose gets hot, and two lines of nose bleeding flows down like a stream.

Qiao looked left and right in shock.

Not only him, among the people present, except for Metiga, the old guy, and Mata Thirteen, everyone else, Salian, Conrad, and several important officials of the empire, as well as a group of Hydra Secret Guards with a cold breath, were all pale and bleeding constantly from their noses.

Terrible... Terrible... Terrible...

Margaret III...is not like a human being, she is completely in an incredible position.

"Dear, control it a little, look at these little guys." Mata XIII walked to Margaret III, stretched out her hands, and hugged her shoulders hard.

Two crisp sounds of ‘kapple’.

Mata XIII's two shoulders were dislocated at the same time, and his face twitched, showing a painful expression.

Margaret III took a deep breath, and the air in the entire hall was almost completely cleaned by her in one breath, and everyone felt a suffocation of extreme pain.

"I can control myself...Dear...Don't worry." Margaret III sneered softly: "Let all the little guys in charge of intelligence have their eyes brightened. Let's catch those two little bitches, all the key targets in Hedra Fort, stare at me."

"No matter who it is, they only have a little abnormal movement and arrest them."

"If you dare to resist, kill them directly!"

"Since you have already prepared for the war, then... let go of your hands and do it!" Margaret's eyes turned black, and only in the position of her pupils, there were two broken golden divine lights flashing.

"Let's start, Lord Metiga... Oh, oh, I really hope that behind this incident, there is a shadow of an old witch... Just like when I was six years old, I always wanted to scratch her face... Hoho, hoho, hohoho!"

‘Old Witch’?

Qiao lowered his head and complained in his heart that you, who is nearly a hundred years old, still have such a beautiful face. You are... the real, "old witch"?

Of course, Joe would never dare to say such words in front of Margaret III.

Metiga began to recite the secret mantra on the scroll.

As he recited, various extraordinary materials in the magic circle began to emit dazzling light. A series of strange sounds came from the void, and strange murmuring echoed in everyone's ears.

The extraordinary materials began to melt.

Hundreds of extraordinary materials melted into various colored juices with fluorescent light. Driven by some unknown power, these juices flowed quickly along the lines of the magic circle.

"Clues!" Metiga stopped the secret curse and said hurriedly.

Salian, who was still bloody under his nose, quickly stepped forward and threw two bottles of potions flashing with faint silver light into the magic circle.

Mia and Mike robbed huge amounts of wealth at the headquarters of the Royal Bank. Only in the third underground space, the potions containing divine power were left behind due to the collision between the power of the Silver Gui divine power and the corrosive spirit.

These two bottles of potions were infected by the power of Mia and Mico in the potions left on the scene.

Salian threw them into the magic circle, and strange streams of light sprayed out from the magic circle, stirring the two bottles of potions into pieces. A trace of dark green evil power was sprayed out from the broken potion bottle and was quickly hit by the magic circle. Not long after the three cut off, the three-headed hunting dogs in the abyss sucked in.

Some strange force rolled in the void.

Metiga's voice became low and depressing: "Sacrifice! Oh, greedy guy...who did this magic circle borrow the power of which one? Incredible, and...too dangerous for many people."

The gate of the hall quietly opened, and ten Hydra Secret Guards walked in with a huge head.

This is a 20-foot-long and wide-wide, with a faint silver light shining all over the body, constantly emitting cold air. It is obvious that the dragon head has just been taken out of the cold storage!

A real, in the continent of Medland, only exists in legendary novels and bedtime fairy tales - the real dragon's leader!

Qiao felt the familiar fluctuations of power on this dragon head.

The same power fluctuates exactly the same as those senior clergy in the Golden Oak Church.

This is the dragon head of the Holy Flame Light Dragon!

"Ah, those charlatans once offered to buy this head back, and my grandfather, my father and me refused them no less than ten times." Margaret III looked at the dragon head and smiled loudly: "Latest one, they had already offered a billion gold mark, but I still refused."

"Well, it's enough to use this dragon head that is useless to the empire as a sacrifice, no matter how greedy this one is, right?"

Margaret III narrowed her eyes: "The loss of a billion goldmark, those two little bitches, haha, I want to squeeze their bones dry!"

The Hydra secret guards came over with the dragon head and threw the dragon head heavily into the magic circle under the order of Metiga.

A glimmer of light swept across, and the dragon head instantly disappeared.

Straws of thin dust spurted out from the magic circle, quickly outlining a full picture of the Delun Empire in the sky above the hall.
Chapter completed!