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The fake prince's eyes were wide open with bloodshot eyes, his body was convulsing and he was about to vomit.

Glenn ignored the fake prince's painful expression and pinched her snow-white cheek and said:

"It looks like you like it very much. If you don't tell me, I will pour this thing into your mouth!"

As he spoke, he pushed the filthy thing in his hand closer.

The fake prince couldn't stand it any longer, and he spat out sour water from his mouth and said sadly: "I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

How ridiculous that the will of God, who was not afraid of even the ultimate punishment, succumbed so easily.

Glenn then moved the thing in his hand further away and said, "That's more like it. Tell me about your origins. Don't hide anything. You can't fool me."

The fake prince, whose cheeks were pinched by big hands, had a pair of vicious eyes full of sadness. Tears finally flowed down, and her extremely handsome face made people feel pity for her.

But the two people present were not ordinary people and it was impossible for them to be merciful to her.

"I am the Queen of Sepsis!" She uttered her real name with great difficulty and closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see the other person's shocked and excited expression.

To humiliate such a famous and powerful god like this, the guy named Gray Wolf in front of him must have an extremely disgusting face.

The Sepsis Queen just hoped that she was having a nightmare.

But she didn't hear Glenn's shocked voice, instead she asked the woman next to her very seriously:

"Do you know the Septic Queen?"

The Septic Queen suddenly opened her eyes. She really wanted to ask, is it fun to tease her like this?

How could anyone not know the great Queen of Septicemia?

But Glenn really didn't know him. Maybe he had heard this name in his previous life, but given his personality, it would be strange for him to remember it.

Domona didn't say much, and directly told everything she knew:

“The Septic Queen was a powerful deity active a thousand years before the Plague God Era. Her power came from outer space, and she had countless followers on the continent. At her peak, she almost converted most of the continent’s races into believers.

“This is also related to the special charm of this god. Not only is he beautiful and powerful, but he also treats his believers very well. In addition, the extraordinary people in the Sepsis Church are promoted very quickly, which makes the number of believers of this god develop very rapidly.

"Finally, she affected the interests of other gods, which led to a war of gods against her. She died in May of the 1284th year of the first year of the Ashes..."

The details follow, and Glenn listened quietly.

It seems that this Septic Queen is indeed very capable. She is able to retain a glimmer of hope and survive until now with the joint efforts of the gods... Glenn looked at the girl who was now a prisoner with great interest.

The Septic Queen glared back at him fiercely.

"You were once so glorious, but now you are nothing but mud on the ground. I wonder how the gods feel after experiencing the life of mortals?"

Glenn gently patted the Blood Queen's face.

"You already know my identity, can you kill me now?"

The latter suddenly said calmly.

"No, no, no, I won't kill you." Glenn waved his hands.

The Bloodthirsty Queen frowned, with a flash of suspicion in her eyes, but she sneered deliberately:

"You won't kill me? Are you reluctant? Don't be so self-righteous! Once I find the chance, I will definitely do everything I can to avenge you! It's impossible to change my mind with just a little favor!"

"I really won't kill you." Glenn shrugged. "After all, even the gods combined failed to kill you completely. I don't have the confidence to guarantee that you won't be resurrected or something. By then, I will be in the light and you will be in the dark. I won't be so stupid. I have to keep you well. Maybe I will need you when I kill gods in the future."

After hearing the previous paragraph, the Septic Queen's inner thoughts were exposed, and the expression on her face was very interesting.

But when she heard Glenn's nonchalant words about killing gods, her attention was diverted again and she laughed out loud, "Hahahaha... Mr. Gray Wolf, you are the most naive and ignorant mortal I have ever met. An ant actually wants to bite a dragon to death? What a funniest joke! Hahahaha..."

Glenn ignored the Septic Queen's reaction and thought it was about time, so he threw her back into the red crack.

I’ll ask her later how the Supreme Magician of the Tanks Kingdom didn’t dare to touch her.

Domona, who was standing by, was wondering if the name the girl had just called was Glenn's code name, or maybe it was just a trick to deceive the Septic Queen.

But this name is too special. When making up a pseudonym, one should choose a more common one. Domona, who has the ethics of a subordinate, tried to guess.

Glenn didn't pay attention to Domona's contemplative behavior, but just ordered:

"Let's kill the pig tonight and treat the crew to a good meal."

"Yes, Captain." Domona, who had come back to her senses from her thoughts, quickly agreed.

……

The Giant Fish docked two days later, paid the crew's wages, arranged future work for Domona, and Glenn returned home.

The matter of the third prince has been dealt with, except for the half-succubus. Since the other party is from the Holy Spirit family, the predictive mask is useless.

Glenn himself has to spend time tracking it down and making careful preparations.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Glenn read an outdated newspaper with relish.

He was wearing a windbreaker, a large hat with its brim pulled down low, and a mask on his face, for fear of being recognized.

Although this place is located in a remote area, I can't guarantee that there won't be any sharp-eyed book fans here.

The carriage arrived at the station, Glenn put down the newspaper and prepared to change trains.

This is a primitive town called Bainiu Town. The houses are all very old style and poultry are raised on the streets.

The ground was covered with chicken and duck droppings.

Glenn didn't care about this and went to find the coachman.

But he had just left for a while when someone called him.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

The voice was a little hoarse and seemed a little weak, but it was obvious that it was a female voice.

Glenn's heart skipped a beat, thinking he was recognized by a fan of the book.

He turned around and saw a figure wearing very shabby clothes, a torn headscarf and an old scarf on his face, sitting in front of the door of a house nearby.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?"

Glenn's tone was gentle, and he felt that there was an aura from the other person that made him feel close to him, which made him alert.

The figure who called out to Glenn had a thin bamboo pole in her hand. She stood up with the pole and said with gratitude in her tone:

"Thank you for saving my life, sir."

Glenn was stunned by this and pointed at himself, "You didn't admit your mistake?"

The ragged figure affirmed, "I have been waiting for you here for a long time. I won't make a mistake. You may not know me, but you must know a white wolf, right?"

After this reminder, Glenn immediately understood the other party's identity.

I remember that white wolf that could transform into half-human, half-wolf form came to him to ask for blood to heal a master. It seems that this is the one.