The villain is ruthless

Chapter 794 Fairy Godfather ([-])

Mr. A opened his eyes wide in surprise, and looked at Yemengard with flickering eyes, "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Ye Mengjiade didn't speak, and lightly shook his slender and pale palm, and countless mist poured into Mr. A's body in an instant.

Mr. A let out a shrill scream from his throat, and the mist burned countless bloody sores on his body.

He frantically waved the protagonist's halo to get rid of them, but the fog was like a gangrene, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Ye Mengjiade quietly admired his ugly appearance of screaming and suffering, with a faint smile on his face, "How can the person who hurt her be easily let go."

Mr. A looked at him with wide eyes, wishing to tear him into thousands of pieces with his eyes.

Ye Mengjia walked towards him unhurriedly, "Who is the person behind you?"

Mr. A gritted his teeth and did not answer, and Yemengade was not in a hurry, and controlled the mist to slowly harvest his life.

It was like the feeling of being bitten by thousands of insects, which made Mr. A feel so painful that he regretted why he had to go into this muddy water.

If I had known earlier, he would never have made such a rash move.

"I only give you one chance." Yermungandr said, "Tell me his name, and I will give you a good time."

"...I can't say." Mr. A's eyes were red, "I will not betray him."

"Then what you said before was lying to me. You can't lead me to your master at all."

Mr. A's pupils contracted slightly, obviously guilty, but Ye Mengjiad laughed, "No one has ever dared to lie to me like this."

"I have no choice but to," Mr. A eagerly argued, "If I speak out his name, I will definitely suffer backlash."

Ye Mengjiade just smiled and said nothing.

Mr. A said, "As long as you let me go, I will naturally have a way to send a letter to you, and it will not be too late for you to find me when the time comes."

"Don't believe him!" Sol jumped out and said coldly, "There is a strange power in his body, once he escapes, he will never find him again!"

"I can use that power in exchange," Mr. A said immediately, "That power is extremely important to me, and I can offer it with both hands."

Sol's complexion suddenly changed.

Yemengard, who controlled the mist of the abyss, was strong enough. If he added that mysterious power, not only him, but the whole of Asgard might not be his opponent.

"Nonsense!" Sol interrupted him sharply, "Put away your calculations, the Protoss don't bother with such mysterious power."

Mr. A ignored him and kept looking at Jormungandr, waiting for his decision.

"Why do you have to offer it with both hands," Ye Mengjiad said suspiciously, "Isn't that power already under my control?"

Mr. A's body trembled, and he was completely sure that the disappearing aura of the protagonist was indeed absorbed by Yemengard, which made him even more terrified.

What kind of existence is this demon god in front of him?

He is obviously not the support of the small world, nor is he a tasker, but he is able to skillfully use the aura of the protagonist.

"So, you are useless."

Yemengjia sighed in a low voice, his voice was full of regret, "What a pity."

Mr. A opened his eyes wide, terrified, "No, no! Your Excellency, I can provide you with other help. Don't you want to know the source of this power? As long as you let me go, I will tell you!"

However, Jormungandr had lost his patience.

The mist clamped Mr. A's neck, as if it was alive, and wrapped him tightly. Mr. A suddenly opened his eyes wide, kicked his legs constantly, and struggled like a madman, but no more words came out of his throat. sound.

Soon, the fog cut off all his vitality.

Mr. A is like a pool of rotten meat lying on the ground, and the panic before death still remains in his open pupils.

That unbelievable expression seemed to disbelieve that he would die in the small world, and at the hands of unknown people.

Yemengarde looked down at him, and soon the mist swallowed his body. The unwillingness and resentment left by Mr. A made the mist even more dangerous.

Yemengard felt the surging power in his body, and turned his gaze to Sol who was not far away.

Sol came back to his senses, touched the tip of his nose dryly, and said with complicated emotions, "Well, I admit, you are stronger than me now, you saved me from the hands of evil spirits, you are worthy of respect. opponent."

Jormungandr, "I didn't kill him for you."

Thor: "..."

"You still want to seal me?" Yemengade asked expressionlessly.

Thor: "..." How can he still have such ability now?He doesn't hold a grudge and he is thankful.

"How is it possible?" Sol smiled dryly, "You can come out of the seal, this is your ability, as long as you don't mess around in the world, I can persuade father to no longer restrain you."

"It was Odin who imprisoned me," Yemengade said sarcastically, "He admitted that I was a demon and would cause great disaster to the world. Do you think I can still trust him?"

Sol didn't speak anymore, Yemengard was not something he could provoke.

Yermungandr ignored him and turned into a black snake and returned to the seal.

"Hello!" Thor called him, "I need to go back to Asgard, but thank you for saving me."

Yemengarde lay prone on the teleportation array and disappeared into the abyss in an instant.

Sol stood where he was, shaking his head helplessly, feeling that Asgard might face a tough battle.

Judging by Jormungandr's expression, it's not easy to let go.

The seal has imprisoned him for tens of thousands of years, and it cannot be resolved in a few words.

Thinking about it, Saul couldn't help but have a headache.

In the dead of night, the twilight forest was immersed in darkness.

There were a lot fewer shadow snakes this night, and they were still feasting in groups in the forest.

Many magicians hid in the enchantment, looking in the direction of the endless abyss in surprise, with curiosity and panic in their eyes.

Since Yermungandr broke the seal, the Twilight Forest seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and it became darker and more dangerous than usual.

Everyone only dared to watch the excitement outside, but did not dare to go over to see what happened. Who knows what is in the abyss.

Estelle stood in front of the tent, waiting for Mr. A's return.

In his opinion, the ant-like Jiang Zhu is no match for Mr. A, he just needs to follow Mr. A back to receive the reward.

He never thought that the powerful and proud Mr. A would die in the abyss.

In the dark cave, Jiang Zhu didn't fall asleep. She leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the cave entrance, always on guard against the appearance of Mr. A.

The sudden gust of wind made her a little uneasy, but it didn't take long before she saw the familiar black snake at the entrance of the cave.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and planned to go down, the black snake took the shape of a human, quickly came to the bed, and pressed her back into the quilt.

"Sleep well, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)