Wutong King leaned weakly on the dragon throne. From the beginning to now, he knew that the dragon throne was not easy to sit on.

When he was a prince of Xiaoyao, he never thought of becoming an emperor.

When I was a child, my father told him, do you want to sit on the throne?

Although he was young, he knew that the throne was not suitable for him, and his ability to withstand pressure was too poor.

It's easy to get mentally broken.

So he agreed with the emperor's brother becoming the emperor, because he had a good relationship with the emperor, so he, Prince Xiaoyao, could also be more comfortable.

now.

The emperor's brother put such a burden on him.

He just felt very tired, really tired.

Faced with the threats from the league, he really didn't know what to do.

I always feel that I can collapse at any time. Those anger are real and cannot be hidden. Maybe I can only use anger to vent my inner dissatisfaction.

He became the new emperor of the imperial court, so the alliance would not do anything to the imperial court.

Positive is oppression.

But the imperial court will not be destroyed for the time being. After all, he rebels. No matter whether he is true or false, to the outside world, you are really rebels.

But if my nephew was asked to inherit the throne, he would have died tragically at the hands of the alliance long ago.

night.

When Wutong King came to the stone chamber and stepped into it, he knew that he could no longer turn around.

He needs strength, and the power to solve everything in front of him.

Standing at the entrance of the stone chamber, looking into the dark distance, there seemed to be a demonic face smiling.

"I know that you can speak, I need strength, absolute power."

"There will not be a pie in the sky. If you have any requests, please make it."

The Wutong King roared, and his voice spread in the stone chamber. He hesitated, but soon threw the hesitation away. Since he was here, he knew that he could not look back.

Turning back means losing, and there is no room for resistance in the face of the alliance.

"Are you back?"

Not long after, a sound came out of the sarcophagus.

The Wutong King frowned, as if he was slapped in the face, and the beating was a bit heavy, just like a sex, and he was slapped on both sides and round.

He was really told by the other party that he was back.

"Don't be confused or confused. The evil god - Masaki - Xinfeng, you know you more than you yourself. Your heart tells me what you need, but you don't want to believe it."

"Come here, take me out and let me feel your heart."

The evil god's voice seemed to be full of temptation, slowly induced the Wutong King.

Wutong King had no expression on his face. He knew what he needed. Now the evil god in front of him was his only hope.

He knew that this was a deal with the evil god and would be doomed, but he would do it even at the cost of paying.

Open the sarcophagus and take out the statue of the evil god that is only long with his arms.

"Well! I feel that there is evil hidden in your heart. As expected, only evil people will come here. What you think is justice is just your disguise." The voice of the evil god seemed to be conveyed from the underworld.

"Don't say so much nonsense, you just need to tell me what you want?" Wutong King said coldly. He didn't want to communicate too much with the evil god.

The evil god laughed: "Didn't you already say it last time? You can do the blood of ten young children now. As long as I complete my request, I will give you what you want."

Wutong King struggled, hesitated, and then left without looking back: "Wait for me."

Not long after.

Wutong King came with ten young children.

"Father, where is this?"

"Father, I'm so tired, I want to go to bed."

Wutong King struggled, his eyes were dissatisfied with bloodshots, and he whispered: "As children of the royal family, you have an innate responsibility. The royal family needs you, so you should learn to give."

For his children, he didn't understand what he said, so he felt that his father was so strange. How could he say this?

"The speed is so fast. It seems that when power is needed, anyone will become decisive and efficient, and you are such a person." The evil god smiled. Although the evil god is just a statue now, it gives the Wutong King the feeling that in this dark stone chamber, the eyes of the evil god are covered with the eyes of the evil god.

Wutong King looked at the statue of the evil god: "I hope you can keep your promise."

The evil god said: "Don't worry, this evil god has always kept his promise."

Wutong King gritted his teeth, his hands holding the long sword trembled, hesitated, and finally closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, Wutong King's gaze flashed with perseverance and coldness.

Raise the sword in his hand and stabbed it violently.

"Boys, I'm sorry to you. If you want to blame me, blame me."

Puff!

A sword pierced the chest and fell to the ground, blood flowing down.

"Father, don't kill me."

"Father..."

Puff!

Puff!

The stone room was very quiet, with only the breathing of Wutong Wang and the blood that had fallen from the long sword.

Wutong King's eyes were covered with blood and tears were flowing. He suddenly looked up: "Evil God, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

The evil god didn't speak. After a long time, the evil god's voice came quietly.

"It's really cruel. This evil god just needs blood and doesn't need life. You are so powerful, hahaha, I like it, this evil god likes your ruthlessness."

The evil god laughed, but to be honest, he was stunned.

Although being an evil god is inhumane, he will kill his own group of sons just by disagreeing. Even the evil god has to consider it.

Bang!

The long sword slid down from Wutong King's hand, his eyes rippled: "You're playing tricks on me."

The evil god said: "I didn't fool you, you made a mistake by yourself. This evil god never said that he wanted life from beginning to end, but he kept talking about blood."

"You..." Wutong Wang pinched his fist, his palm was pinched to the point of being pinched: "Okay, but now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

The blood on the ground seemed to be pulled and flowed onto the statue of the evil god.

Suddenly, a strange red light emanated from the statue of the evil god.

"If you want strength, this evil god can't help you, but it can help you improve your strength as quickly as possible and feel it well, and your future will begin to change."

In an instant.

A red light burst out from the evil god statue, like a galaxy, instantly covering the Wutong King.

ah!

The Wutong King screamed heart-wrenchingly, his body as if it was about to be torn apart.

Pain is really painful.

The heart buzzed, as if it suddenly stopped beating.

The brain is in chaos.

There was a rumbling sound.

Wutong King fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

“Hahaha…”

The evil god smiled, his smile was gloomy and cunning.

...

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty."

Wutong Wang only felt a split headache, and his head seemed to be about to be torn apart.

"The emperor..."

Wutong Wang sat up suddenly, sweating and raining, soaking his clothes and gasping for breath.

The person who served on the side immediately stepped forward to see His Majesty like this: "Your Majesty..."

Wutong King reached out and signaled that the other party not to come over, but suddenly, what frightened him was that his five fingers instantly turned into five black tentacles, and they suddenly stabbed into the other party's body.

Gulu!

Gulu!
To be continued...