The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Chapter 404 Chapter 433 Dad? when did you come

Chapter 404 Chapter 403 Dad? when did you come

bang——

bang——

"drink!"

Ge Fulei raised his legs high and stepped down suddenly. When he landed, the ground shook. The sound of kicking his legs alone was comparable to that of a demolition team entering a community.

Linde squatted on the cliff with Millison to watch the show. The female swordsman put her legs together and put her hands on her knees, quietly like a dozing owl. Send it to Moments later.

He doesn't care about his image either. Those who know his abilities will think him unruly, while those who don't know his abilities will think him frivolous. No matter what others think of him, it will not hinder Linde.

"King Ge Fulei, you are really a wrestler." Linde clicked his tongue in admiration.

Among the soldiers of the Sacred Tree Army behind him, many soldiers were a little unsteady on their feet. The power of Chu Wang's stepping on the ground was really terrifying, and it was like an earthquake source for walking.

The blood pool in the lowlands of the Menggewen Dynasty was like a torrential rain, countless tiny water droplets jumped up from the liquid surface, and a shock wave blew in the distance, and the blood droplets exploded into red mist, and the blood was blown to the ground. The roots of the dead trees stuck in the pool of blood broke and they collapsed one after another. The sleeping Platinum Son rolled on the ground in fright, the festering dogs and crows on the road barked and yelled, and rushed madly towards Ge Fulei and the accompanying furnace knight.

The furnace knight casts a prayer spell, and a golden dragon horn grows from one shoulder. He bends down and sprints, making him invincible. Looking down from a high place, the ground was plowed into deep impact marks, and the picked wild dogs flew into the sky as if stuffed with firecrackers.

Such a powerful momentum shook the towering imperial temple of the dynasty as if it was about to collapse.

Menger is in the cocoon where the god-man falls asleep at the highest point of the spiritual temple, sharing the same bed with Mikaela, and the blood and body blend. The whole person turned into blood and spiritual thoughts, drilled into Mikaela's inflated body, and slept together in an unimaginable posture, which is probably considered divine.

The dynastic isolated island was so shaky that Munger woke up from his god-man dream.

He cursed angrily in his heart: It's so early in the morning, what are you arguing about? Lizi lunatic, wait for me to kill him cleanly.

The cocoon of the god-man falling asleep is like a huge silk cocoon like a house, with a crack in the middle, stretching out a large, slender arm, and raising it up to the sky, as if praying.

Mikaela's arms were as thin as an old man's, and the bones under the purple skin were clear and intact.

When the blood king woke up, the arm of the man of God slumped down, pointing to the ground, blood oozing from the dry arm.

Thick dark red plasma intertwined on the arm like a river net, dripping down the fingertips and the edge of the palm.

The bruises spread on the pale yellow burning limestone brick floor of the ancestral temple, and Menger's real body emerged from the pool of bruises.

Menger's vigorous body rose from the pool of blood, holding a trident majestically.

The same cursed omen under the golden tree, Munger's skin is also livid and gray, like a piece of old dusty pig iron, with a broad skeleton and a strong physique, with scales and twisted horns all over his body. The Son of Omen is like the product of a disordered gene expression. While possessing a human form, it also has a large number of non-human characteristics.

According to legend, before the golden tree era, such a physique was noble and blessed. It was a pot of stew cast in the melting pot of life. It had a kind of physical fitness and strength far surpassing the same kind. They have more eye-catching performances in wars and wars, so they will naturally be respected.

Unlike Meng Gete who took the initiative to saw off the excess horns on his head, Meng Ge was open about his ominous identity, even if the twisted horns had blocked his vision, he did not choose to cut them off.

In this way, he also wore a complex and elegant ceremonial robe with black background and red border inlaid with gold thread like a pope, which is quite a combination of politics and religion, and looks like a king of all ages.

He faced Mikaela's hanging palm, with his back to the altar gate, just silently waiting for the invading enemy, not caring that his subordinates would be killed and turned on their backs.

He is the one who wants to be king. Under the power, there are heroes like clouds, and he will turn into a baby and soar to the sky in the future, so how can he care about the rotten rats in front of him?

Menger greedily pressed his ferocious cheek against the back of Mikaela's hand, sank into an enchanted fantasy, and turned a blind eye to the outside world.

The rumbling sound of trampling from far to near is like a pile driver getting closer to the ear, or like a distant train whistle. For a period of time, the vibration and explosion sound slightly weakened, that is because of the large Gefrey brand. The train crashed into the cave. From a loud explosion to a heart-pounding muffled thunder.

The cave leading to the top of the mountain is dark without any light source, and the blood nobles are entrenched in the darkness. They are not only gatekeepers, but also jailers who guard the prisoners.

Trapped in the cave is a businessman of a wandering nation. He hides in a corner obediently. He usually takes a nap. I don’t know how long the days have passed, and he has long forgotten the world outside the cave. Now King Ge stepped on the ground, like opening up the world, opening a crack in his drowsy mind, allowing the wind that yearns for freedom to blow in.

"What's the matter?" he asked hastily.

The blood noble in front of him was holding a stabbing sword, and the dim bright red aura on his body was trembling.

The blood noble suddenly turned around and stabbed the wandering merchant with his sword, apparently intending to kill him.

"Die!" The homeless trader curled up in fright, waiting to die with his head in his arms.

boom!

The pouring blood spilled out, soaking the whole wandering trader. He raised his head in a daze, and saw the brilliance in front of him, the golden light on the body of the ancient knight in copper armor, and he slashed the blood nobleman with his sword.

It was really an angel who came to me and hiccupped the wandering trader.

"You, Hiccup—you..."

The furnace knight raised his sword indifferently, and was about to slash the wandering merchant.

This nation has an affair with epilepsy, and epilepsy is the enemy of all life, so wandering people are not welcome anywhere. It is common to go hungry for nine meals in three days. It will be cut into eight sections, and there is nowhere to seek justice.

"Die!" The homeless businessman was so frightened that he lay down in a pool, closing his eyes and waiting to die.

However, the great sword did not fall for a long time.

Geoffrey grabbed the knight's wrist. Glancing at the wandering merchant, he shook his head and said, "The golden tree is gone, let them fend for themselves."

Uncle Ge walked all the way to the top of the dynasty with square steps. When defending against the enemy, he just kicked him, and then chopped down with an axe. If he was lucky enough to survive, he would make another axe. The king's ax in his hand was as wide as a door panel, and the one in the middle was like being crushed by a giant mill. If he could leave a whole body, he would be praised as "such a hard bone".

In the cliff-top square leading to the altar, Linde and the others arrived first, grabbing the front row seats early. Marenia followed Linde and Millicent and landed on a flying carpet, while the Holy Tree Army advanced steadily, controlling the Platinum Sons along the way.

Linde looked around and sighed, "I'm going to see the president soon, it's really different." He searched on the mass altar in the square, and found a pale diamond-shaped stone in an offering box.

"It's the ancient dragon rock eclipse forging stone, the scale of the ancient dragon king." Millicent recognized it immediately, "I've only heard of it in legends, a very precious forging material. It is said that many blacksmiths have been pursuing such treasures all their lives, because It can forge a god-killing weapon."

"The president gave too much. This place is full of my memories."

Marlenia turned her head and asked, "You are very familiar with this place? So you know that Michaela is here?"

"It's not as familiar as you imagine. Strictly speaking, this is also the first time I set foot."

Uncle Ge carried a giant axe and called everyone to go to the altar together. Taking the lifting platform, it could accommodate more than ten people at a time. They didn't make much fanfare, but sent a first king, a god-man, a true god, The follower of the true god, the chief of the two furnace knights. There are not many people.

Menger turned his back to everyone, as if waking up from a big dream, and said goodbye to Mikaela in a low voice: "Dear Mikaela, please wait for me a little longer." He kissed the back of his hand, turned around slowly, and his majesty is the real king.

"An honored guest here to witness our wonderful dynasty—er, Father? When did you come?"

Ge Fulei smiled amiably, "Yes, my son, I love you too."

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