Frege clutched his heart that could not stop bleeding, and his eyes gushed out with explicit vicious resentment.
Just a few hours later, he was crushed to the ground by Wu Qi, a "suddenly emerging force", buried in a highly compressed scalable bomb and left to his own devices, losing the fourth throne. dignity. He was defeated by the Twelve Thrones and the previous Thirteen Thrones, and he was cursed, but now his life is on the wrong side.
The amount of void outside his body now can't stop the "equivalent damage" alien virus from invading his body. Frege has no doubt that once Kazan slashes his head with a knife, his own head will fall to the ground.
"We won't gain anything by killing him. Your Majesty the Emperor cannot do without the strength of Frege. The war is imminent. If we move our legs, will we hurt the vitality of the Apocalypse Abyss and increase the enemy's chance of victory! Lord the Emperor! , and will never let us go!"
Frege breathed heavily and said every word. He suddenly raised his legs and arms and pointed at Wu Qi aside. His taut leg fingers could not stop trembling slightly.
Wu Qishen gathered three looks at him at once. He had his arms folded in front of his chest, and his eyes, one red purple and one dark, were emotionless.
He said indifferently: "Kazan, I found him, and Frege was also held hostage by me. Revenge, and exile, I can take care of myself."
Kazan glanced at Wu Qi. Although there is a saying that people should treat each other with admiration when they leave in March, but in just half a day, Wu Qi could not even say that the envoy to the east of his seat was absent, but half a day later, he could hold the fourth throne Frege hostage. It is simply a huge difference. .
Kazan was doubtful and shocked about how Wu Qi did it. Now it was hard to deal with Wu Qi.
"Frege, the location of the Ancient Night Tomb was not arranged by me. Even the Lord Emperor's ability cannot be used 100% there. For me, it's quite good there." Kazan closed his mouth and said black With the knife on his neck, he spoke with ease, waiting for the Ike virus that cursed the Ike to infect Frege's body.
"I!"
Frege's mind had fallen into chaos. He recalled what Kazan and the Cursed Throne had done as if he was trying to grasp a life-saving straw. While mobilizing all the void energy outside his body to prepare for an explosion, he tried to chat.
"Kazan, if I was really determined to kill him, I could have wiped my neck from the beginning. After all, he set a trap in the void passage to kill me and the Cursed Throne, just because of him He is just standing on the side of the Tenth Throne. I have little grudges against him, and the matter of killing him will inevitably be exposed to the throne. When he, Frege Mingyue, killed our master and servant, I spared his life, and he took his place. I conceal it, so that I can stay in the Apocalypse Abyss. The war is about to require people, and the throne can eventually return to my legs, how about it? "
The black knife Kazan placed on his neck did not move. He was silent for a few seconds as if thinking about something, and then said calmly: "How can I prove that I will fulfill my contract?"
Frege opened his mind: "I don't trust the credibility of his Fourth Throne. Isn't the Cursed Throne there? Let him set up the curse to restrict him. Forget it at this time."
Kazan and the Cursed Throne took a distant glance. Indeed, the situation has gone beyond the scope of their plan. Even if Mingyue lets Frege die, any benefits of the fourth throne seat will not reach them, let alone change his exile in Dongchang.
But if Mingyue doesn't kill Frege but gives him a magical power to curse him, and comes to the moon to make plans before making plans, then everything will be very fruitful. He cannot let go of his position on the Thirteen Thrones, otherwise he is the only way to climb to the top.
Don't count the grudges, just count the benefits. That's not the best solution.
"Can."
Kazan made his decision, and the Cursed Throne supported Kazan. He twisted a silver bell hanging on his chest, mixed it and shook it to produce a drop of crystal clear strange liquid.
"Damn it, there are quite a lot of people here who are trying to curse me. "The ending has been decided, and Frege simply feels at ease.
The Cursed Throne said nothing, and controlled a dangling liquid to blend into Frege's eyebrows. When the magical liquid is completely submerged and disappears, the cursed magical ability is successfully planted.
"Now am I 'Calm Frege'?" Cursed Throne said a digression.
"no."
The matter of Gu Yeling came to an end here. Frege of the Eastern Black Legs had become half a pawn of Kazan and the Cursed Throne, and Kazan was able to conceal his identity and continue to stay in his Apocalypse Abyss. This was the best thing about the East's failure on the premise that the Apocalypse Order failed.
However, just when a stone in Kazan's heart fell to the ground, and he was completely unprepared, Frege, standing in front of the Cursed Throne, suddenly had hundreds or thousands of cracks bursting with silver light all over his body in an instant! His face was full of shock, and his body was torn apart in an earth-shattering explosion!
The spherical high-intensity measurable field expanded rapidly and swept away, and the strong wind blew away the thick yellow-gray fog in the sky.
The smart Kazan people were all dumbfounded. Frege did not expect, and neither did the Cursed Throne. At that moment, the violent explosion of the Cursed Throne caused the person to be swallowed up by the silver aurora. The rapidly expanding high-intensity quantifiable field even extended to Kazan, forcing him to run for his life in a hurry. .
While escaping for his life, Kazan noticed that Wu Qi, who was originally standing in the air, had already disappeared. His movements were much faster than his own, as if he knew in advance that Frege would suddenly explode.
Tens of seconds later, a huge mushroom cloud rose to the top of the Corpse Tomb Mountain. The terrifying high-intensity measurable field even destroyed the towering corpse mountain into a small basin, and all the corpses of violent beasts on the surface of the small basin were melted together by extremely high temperatures. Divide each other's "ground".
The air was filled with the disgusting smell of burnt corpses. Kazan walked out from the back corner of the mountain of bones and used a flame blast to blow away the disgusting smell of burnt corpses. He looked over and over again, trying to find any trace of the Cursed Throne, but the sky was empty, as if everything had been wiped away with a brush.
"Curse senior!" Kazan couldn't help shouting. He searched everywhere and finally found the injured and fallen cursed throne in the center of the corpse basin.
Most of the supreme suit of Cursed Throne was damaged, and the row of silver bells on the chest were all burned black by the torrent.
When the explosion occurred, the Cursed Throne was at the center of the explosion with the greatest power. No matter how fast the Cursed Throne's escape counterattack was, he could not dodge it, but his cunning snake-like reaction helped him gain access to the side with the weakest impact of the explosion.
With the Supreme Suit's defense against the shock wave and heat of the explosion, the Cursed Throne would have just fainted temporarily.
A familiar yet unfamiliar footsteps came from in front of Kazan. Kazan slowly raised his head and saw Wu Qi walking towards him, stretching out his left leg and making a "late finger snap".