After crossing, I became the mother of all demons [MTL]

Ch 92

Maybe it was because of taking a sip of Jiang Qi's blood, or maybe it was just awakened because someone entered this shrine-in short, the ghost face on the shrine seemed to come alive completely.

There was an endless gray airflow centered on the ghost face, which soon surrounded the entire temple airtightly, and the interior was filled with black air, and even the vision was completely blocked The cover is to the extent that even one's own hands cannot be seen clearly.

The surrounding windows, walls, floors...all the parts that were contaminated by this gray air flow were all severely corroded, and even made a "sizzling" sound, accompanied by the rising, unpleasant smell. degree of white smoke.

Orlando's face turned cold.

With a horizontal movement of his hand, he stood in front of Jiang Qi. The crackling purple thunder light began to flash in the air, illuminating everything around, and finally fell into Orlando's hands, becoming a long-handled weapon with double-edged blades, like a gun and a knife.

At the same time, a white robe that was still stained with body temperature fell on top of Jiang Qi's head. Jiang Qi grabbed the robe subconsciously, and she seemed to be able to smell a very faint and elegant lotus fragrance from it.

"Don't smell it, don't look at it." Orlando said, "Mother God, just wait a little while for me." He twisted his wrist, and then gave a very short and cold laugh. "It's just something like this."

Orlando held the middle of the weapon, and didn't make any excessive gestures or movements, just casually swiped his hands in the air lightly. In fact, I can't see how he used his strength, but where the thunder blade passed, all the surging black mist were easily torn apart, and the light was re-reflected into this palace.

"Pretending to be mysterious." Orlando sneered. Obviously, the Demon King of Baisha didn't even intend to take it into his eyes for such a shameless ghost. It was an extremely contemptuous behavior and method.

Deep purple thunderbolts began to appear alternately from time to time. Under the thunderstorms that were so fierce that people were afraid, they actually forcibly cleared a space from the black mist.

Orlando stood between Jiang Qi and the ghost face, like an insurmountable barrier. "Did you just... bite the Mother Goddess?" the Demon King asked.

His honey-golden eyes radiated a scorching light in the dark room, looking extremely menacing and terrifying, full of deterrence, but just looking at it like this can feel full of oppression .

The sense of smell of felines is actually far more acute than that of canines. Although he didn't see what happened before, it didn't mean that Orlando couldn't smell the scent of blood spreading in the air at that moment.

Fortunately, he is not a vampire, otherwise if [Sigh of the Evening Bell] were here, he might not be able to control himself at all. Orlando thought this way, and organized his colleagues without morality in his heart.

As for whether Cornett, who is far away in the sky, will sneeze wildly because of this, it is obviously not something that Orlando needs to care about and consider. The ghost face in the black mist laughed wildly and recklessly, which formed a stark contrast with Orlando, whose face was dark and outrageous.

"Didn't you see it all?" Ghost Face hissed, "This is really a delicious smell, after all, it comes from the Lord of the Blood Moon..."

His laughter sounded hoarse and ugly, as if deliberately As if wanting to provoke Orlando, his tone was maliciously exaggerated: "It's the most mellow pomegranate juice, or the most aged wine... 

There is no comparable delicacy in this world..." Ghost Mian paused, and the laughter grew
louder a little louder, as if he was determined to provoke Orlando's anger: "Oh, I forgot—but you can't taste it, can you?" 

There was a little bewitching in his voice unconsciously Meaning: "Aren't you curious? Aren't you jealous? That's Andrina—the blood of the lord of the blood moon, the ridge of the sinking abyss, whose taste are enough to overwhelm everything in this world—!"

The bewitching colors became more intense.

"Don't you want to give it a try..."

His words stopped in summer.

It wasn't that Ghost Face suddenly realized his conscience and shut up. He saw a slender long-handled weapon condensed by lightning, shooting like an arrow with terrifying speed and force, smashing the shrine and Ghost Face together pierced and nailed to the ground.

"Placing such ambiguous words in front of this king, and even trying to use your unscrupulous methods, just want to seduce and control my spirit..." Orlando laughed coldly.

It's just that this is obviously not a happy smile, but a lot of anger contained in it. The behavior of the ghost face has undoubtedly offended Orlando's inverse scales, followed by the thunderous anger of the demon king.

"You really should learn some lessons."

Almost at the moment when his voice fell, billowing thunder fell from all directions, forming a cage that enveloped the entire temple.

But compared to what is happening in the temple, this somewhat conspicuous and excessive cage seems to be nothing.

One after another, lightning balls that almost emitted white light appeared in the air. Those are all highly compressed lightning balls, and the terrifying power contained in each one can cause even the space to be blown to piece powerful destruction.

But now, so many compressed lightning balls appear here...

No matter who is going to be targeted, it is absolutely impossible to get good results.

"Mother God." Orlando said to Jiang Qi, "Please hide behind me." "

As for this guy... I will definitely give the heaviest punishment. Only in this way can I redeem him a little bit." The crime of offense!"

Jiang Qi was stopped by him, and Orlando's generous and tall back was in front of him, so that it was difficult for Jiang Qi to see what happened there.

But there is no doubt that the entire temple is illuminated by thunder. If it wasn't because Orlando had anticipated such a scene long ago and set up a cage of thunder outside the temple, the outside world should have discovered such a big movement here.

Jiang Qi always felt that something was wrong.

"Wait, Orlando." She tugged at the hem of the young man's clothes, "Something's not right...put away your Thunderbolt first." Orlando frowned fiercely.

He has always been tyrannical and authoritarian. If anyone else here today—even the High Priest of Baisha, Carroll—has dared to make such a reckless move, he will definitely be greeted with the monstrous wrath of the king.

However, the person who did this was Jiang Qi.

Orlando felt a kind of irritability that could not be easily described in words.

He was like a big cat that stretched out its paws because of displeasure, stretched and retracted repeatedly, and didn't consider whether to teach its owner a lesson, he was constantly hesitating and hesitating.

Should I give it a paw, or continue to be a well-behaved pet? This is obviously a question worth pondering.

It's just that the development of the matter took a sharp turn, and soon it came to the time when Orlando didn't need to continue to struggle. Before he continued to increase the intensity of the thunder, or retracted the battle as Jiang Qi ordered, a gray air current burst out from the dense thunderstorm ball.

For some reason, the air flow hit Orlando's chest violently like a solid body, knocking him backwards. Orlando raised his eyes in displeasure, but before he could speak, his body jerked.

——All of this was something that Jiang Qi hadn't been able to observe. She just noticed the emergence of some extremely annoying power fluctuations at a certain moment.

After careful calculation, Jiang Qi found that this was actually the first time she really felt "hate" about the existence of something since she traveled to the game.

Without waiting for Jiang Qi to distinguish and deal with this hatred, she saw Orlando in front of him collapsed as if he had lost all his strength, or had his soul taken away by someone. She tried her best to support her, but the devil king was a little too tall, with long legs, broad shoulders and thick back, so that Jiang Qi felt that she was about to be directly crushed to the ground.

... She is almost becoming a crutch.

Jiang Qi thought.

And without Orlando's cover, Jiang Qi was able to see the situation in front of her clearly. The thunderballs that were lined up here before disappeared one by one, replaced by a whole piece of gray fog.

The mist gathered together to form a huge, ferocious ghost face, and the ghost face happened to be looking at Jiang Qi at the moment, and then let out an undisguised, very standard villain's laughter.

"Anderina, you don't have anyone to protect you now." When the ghost face was speaking, its overall appearance was constantly agitating and changing, "You are so caring, and you are so caring, it really makes me feel so caring." Surprise."

The ghost face is just a cloud of mist, without a real body, let alone eyes. But Jiang Qi still sensed some kind of malicious, salivating eyes falling on her.

That gaze made Jiang Qi feel like a plate of fat meat, and the other party was using a knife to slice the meat into pieces for later enjoyment.

However, Jiang Qi didn't seem to care much about this coveted malice.

"I also think it's a very pleasant surprise that you can take the initiative to deliver it to your door."

The girl raised her face slightly, revealing a smile. The smile appeared on her face, and it even gave people a kind of astonishment that the ice and snow had melted.

She stared at the cloud of mist, her red lips parted slightly.

"Family magic. Lord of blood."

Everything in this world must have a price. Even if it was just a mouthful of blood swallowed on a whim.