"I know, I know, my child."
Yvril's blue eyes flashed, "Margaret and her brother must take responsibility for Carl's death, but before that, the first thing we should deal with is the bastard who killed Carl's bastard."
Then she sighed again, and as she spoke, she walked to the back of the manor, "Child, I know you don't agree with me. The Benedict family should not be involved in a war that does not belong to us, right? But you don't know what kind of person Consuelo is. He is not a person who will seek revenge for the smallest grievance, but that woman, Clarissa, is unforgettable to him. So since more than twenty years ago, the hatred between us has been irreconcilable, and one of us must fall! So, Boyd, you can't have any fluke or appeasement mentality. "
Boyd Benedict was speechless. He knew that his mother was right about Consuelo.
"And then there is that bastard, I also feel very uneasy. His insurance with the 'America International Insurance Company' is only for a month, right? The holidays of his companies are also only one or two days. This seems to be a last resort and lack of financial resources, but what if, what if that bastard is confident that he can stabilize the situation after one day, or even end the war with us? Since he can invite 'White Mamba' Rosia, he can naturally invite those more powerful masters, or invite other major forces to intervene. But I can't allow his financial resources to continue to grow, it will be a disaster for us. You see, there are too many variables in the future, I can't bear it — "
At this time, they had walked to the back of the manor, in front of a small independent villa.
The old woman also stopped and looked ahead with a dissatisfied look, "You should have heard what I said, father? At this time, are you still going to hide here and ignore the death of your best and most beloved great-grandson, Carl Levin? You coward! "
At this moment, the small villa suddenly shattered, in the true sense of the word, and all the materials turned into powder. Then, a middle-aged man in his forties slowly walked out from the smoke and dust that filled the sky.
He looked at the old woman with a cold and emotionless gaze, then looked into the distance.
"I can go kill Conxiu's child, or I can go to Atlanta to fight Conxiu. But Yvril, are you ready to pay the price? Are you ready to deal with the enemies of the Benedict family and Consuelo's revenge? "
"Yes, father!"
The old woman bowed deeply. "No matter what, please destroy this mistake that shouldn't have appeared!"
…
At the same time, on the north of the Adrian Islands, Robert Yvonne's body had been forcibly dragged to the deck of 'Goddess Aglaea'.
The 'Blood-eyed Angel' didn't stop struggling. She only fainted for a moment, then her body expanded again and she continued to release the deadly wind blades.
But every time Robert 'woke up', the legendary Shield Warrior named 'Garcia' would hit Robert's head with the silver sledgehammer in his hand.
He was also brandishing a long black whip, constantly lashing out at the maid's body. The runic chains were unable to block this whip, and every time it lashed out, it would cause Robert's soul to tremble, and a large amount of his flesh and blood would be destroyed.
"B * tch! You're in pain now, aren't you? Pain, that's right. Now repent for me and mourn for yourself! Next, I'm going to make you suffer dozens of times more pain than you are now, and let your soul wail in hell forever! "
The middle-aged man with a horrible scar on his face sneered. "This is the price of your sword half a month ago, B * tch! You look down on me, don't you? Ridiculous! A b * stard who relies on external forces like the heart of a battle angel can actually ignore a legendary! Look — "
But at this moment, Garcia's face turned slightly pale, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
In front of him, the 'meatball' that was tied up by the rune chains had expanded to a diameter of 20 meters. The seal of the rune chains was still stable, but a little bit of blood kept dripping down and then growing wildly. There were also some wind blades that escaped the control of the two legendary mages and slashed the hull of the ship. There were also powerful mental waves that continued to attack in all directions.
"Unbelievable, simply unbelievable!"
Hydra, who had already been transferred to this ship with Casari, couldn't help but feel numb. "Sh * t! She still maintained her will. She deliberately released the Devour of All Spirits, deliberately letting her body go out of control. This crazy woman, she's using this method to try to get rid of your 'Heaven Lock'. This will go out of control, Casari! "
"I said I'm well prepared! I have a way. "
But Casari Gates's eyes were filled with pain. And yet, without hesitation, he tossed out two items. They were two golden discs with high level runes engraved all over them. Moreover, they possessed a sense of beauty, making them look extremely beautiful.
"Lord Wright! And Lord Easter! "
The two legendary mages did not hesitate to activate the two discs, causing them to shine with two balls of pale golden light that shrouded Robert's swollen body.
This completely sealed the maid's spell-casting ability, and also caused the flesh and blood in the rune chains to temporarily stop growing.
After that, another twelve black-clothed Mana Adepts arrived around the gigantic 'meatball'. At a close distance, they nailed the two-meter-long black nails in their hands into Robert's body.
This seemed to cause the latter extreme pain, and he kept releasing almost distorted psychic waves.
"It's the Holy Nail! It's made by the Olympian gods to nail the Son of Light, Messiah. They made many of them to stop the expansion of the God of Light's faith. It's said that all those who are nailed by the Holy Nail will suffer unbearable pain. It's a punishment that even the gods can't bear. "
Thirty miles away, Angela's face was pale. At the same time, there was a hint of anger and worry. "I think you can shoot, Ammo! Your maid, she might not be able to hold on. "
Li Mochen acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued to observe the armed merchant ship with an indifferent expression.
At this moment, Casari Gates' mind finally relaxed. He tugged at his tie angrily. "That bitch! She made me spend another billion gold duns! "
"You should have used these things long ago, Casari!"
Garcia waved her whip again and then looked back with a smile. "I'm very satisfied. You've fulfilled your promise to me and made her suffer endless pain! But there's still one last step. Send her to Beelzebub. That Devil King of Pain should like her soul. "
Casari Gates smiled and then walked to the altar at the front of the deck. "Then let's begin, everyone. I'm getting impatient."
He had already cut his wrist. Large amounts of blood gushed out and fell into the array below. At this time, everyone outside and inside the ship looked sideways.
"Great Devil —"
Peng!
In the blink of an eye, Casari Gates's head suddenly exploded. Large amounts of blood and brain matter splattered all over the array.
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