The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 619

663. Chapter 619 is also true

"Yes.

Qin Ran said plainly.

It's like just a 'good morning' greeting, not a well thought out life.

However, Mary in front of me is a very surprise.

The expression with excitement and excitement made her hug Qin Ren.

It is different from the memory in the past, but more passionate.

"Nice!

James VIII whispered.

There is a sense of relief that has finally completed the final mission.

Qin Ran looked at Mary and James, and their expressions were in full compliance with all the performances of the exciting news, and the performance was also incomparable.

Even he couldn't tell the truth.

"If you don't have the feeling of being above you…It’s really the same as the real one! ”

Qin Ran whispered to himself.

He raised his head and glanced through the top of the tent and saw a presence in the void.

Holding Mary of Qin Ran, James VIII, who whispered in silence, was still at this moment.

Their bodies are rapidly decaying.

Once again, it became the kind of dead man who was half-bone and half-bone.

The dead Mary married Qin Ran with the power to kill the cow. The dead James VIII took out a rusty long sword and stabbed Qin Ren straight.

Qin Qin is indifferent.

It seems that I can't see everything in front of me.

……

Prairie camp.

In the deepest tent, there is a human body, half of the human face, half of the face of the soul monster, Herta sitting on a delicate and colorful blanket, surrounded by dozens of statues of the gods and gods. Some kind of good-eyed, some are green-faced fangs.

But no matter what it looks like, these statues are full of evil eyes and look at the wood carvings on the short faces in front of Hertha.

Wood carvings are lifelike.

It is a Qin Ran that has been reduced by countless times.

"I still want to resist?"

Hertha whispered to herself.

The tone is full of disdain.

Then, his fingers moved slightly and a low-pitched voice rang.

A handle is made of bronze, the size is like a dagger, and a little abdomen with a hint of patina is held in the hands of Hertha. Then, the scorpion is smashed toward the wood carving of Qin Ran.

Puff

The bronze awl was immersed in the roots of the woodcarving.

A bright red blood spurted out from the seven eagle of the woodcarving, splashing Hertha's hand.

Herta didn't care about shaking her hand. Suddenly, a priceless blanket was infiltrated by scarlet.

Get up from the blanket, Herta strode out to the outside of the tent.

"send troops!"

Herta said to the commander who had been waiting outside the tent.

Immediately, the commander should be in the same position.

After a while, the whole battalion was up and running, and the leaders of one after another gathered together. They were carrying the strongest tribes of their respective tribes, riding the fastest horses and holding the sharpest weapons.

charge!

Overwhelming charge!

Hertha saw the Thunder fortress being broken by a blow.

He returned to his tent with great satisfaction.

Everything is a foregone conclusion!

The rest is just some of the necessary finishing touches.

And this is no longer his business.

Hertha believes that the tribal leaders will do better.

So Herta lie down.

Lying on the blanket covered in blood.

Hertha can feel the tiredness of the tired and tired, obviously only a shot for the snakes, who thought that it would lead to the 2567, the biggest obstacle to break the Thunder fortress.

However, this is good news for Hertha.

Even if it is rushed, his secret technique still plays its due role.

The strong one who can't ignore it in reality, who died in his own 'soul'.

It’s really ridiculous.

Hertha couldn't help but laugh loudly when she thought of the unbelievable face of her death.

"Experienced all kinds of life, and even saw that his children have reached the throne, but in the end they found that everything is illusory…That tastes, hey! ”

"It is a pity that the preparation is too hasty, otherwise I will get a stronger soul!"

Herta, lying there, whispered, it was a pity.

With such a sigh, Hertha is ready to close her eyes for a moment.

But at the moment of closing her eyes, Hertha opened her eyes again.

His gaze looked at the statues of the big and small, like a demon like a god.

Some of these statues are the souls of the strong who were killed by him, and some are the evil spirits in all things, the source of his strength.

A total of twelve.

Hertha, who wipes these statues daily, is not mistaken for this number.

However,

Just the moment he closed his eyes, it seemed that there was one more.

"1, 2, 3…11?!"

Herta counted the statues around him.

The result can be 11, but one less!

"This…"

Herta frowned, and she subconsciously recited the spell. The power of the eleven statues began to spread out and was run by his mind.

Turbulent, a force appeared behind.

Hertha turned directly, and the statue that she had not seen before appeared on the short.

Feeling the power of obedience, Hertha was slightly relieved.

Herta raised her hand and picked up the statue.

Such a strange thing is not uncommon for things involving the soul, so that he will reinforce the spell every once in a while.

But there will still be a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, little trouble, no harm.

"Sure enough, I am a strong enemy of the enemy, after using the 'soul secret', my charm is loose, I need to…"

Heta, who is thinking about the impact of the hardening spell tomorrow, suddenly thought of something, his body turned slightly stiff.

The statue carved out of Qin Ran’s blueprint is gone.

If there is an accident in the original statue, Hertha can still guess what happened, and the disappearance of a 'newborn' statue is enough to make Hertha a big enemy.

Because of the danger of the soul, Hertha is clear to everyone.

After failing to display the exhaustion after the 'soul secret', Hertha once again unfolded his secret technique.

Suddenly, a dozen statues around him survived.

Only those statues seem to have one more.

It is the statue belonging to Qin Ran.

The breath is completely different from the real Qin Ran.

Insolence

When Hertha's gaze saw the statue, the statue suddenly became bigger, from the size of the palm to the size of a real person, and then continued to expand like a balloon.

After a short period of interest, a giant like a mountain looks down on Hertha.

His eyes are cold, arrogant, and his breath is like a god.

Herta, who is being stared, feels more like an ant.

Hertha knows that everything must be removed as soon as possible.

Otherwise everything will be late.

But he felt that he was now soft and his eyes were drooping, and he couldn’t help himself.

"can not sleep!"

Mmm… num…

Herta, who was still unable to remind herself at the last moment, gave a snoring noise in the next moment.

'Lazy' yawned and walked out of the shadows.

However, it looks at the surrounding statues but exudes eye-catching light.

There is no laziness.