Miss Eight Series Summoner

"Take your life!" one of the other people said coldly, looking at Pharaoh with very unfriendly eyes. ().access:..

"Oh? Take my life? That's a bit difficult..." Pharaoh said with a smile. Although he knew it in his heart, he still asked: "Then can I ask why you are killing me? When did I offend you?" I asked this just to confirm whether the person came from the royal family, and if so, he could leave a living for what he could use.

"Offensive?!" The man in the middle sneered, "It's more than an offense! You yelled at the royal family in front of the people in the city, and made the royal family face sweeping. Do you think you can get out of here alive?" With a wave, "Go!"

"Yes!" A figure came forward, surrounded the pharaohs, ready to go. [Almost all, it is much more stable and faster than the average site, and the full text has no ads. ]

Pharaoh raised his head, poured all the wine in the jug, and threw the empty jug aside.

This action just ignited the tense momentum, and the ten people who had just surrounded him rushed up. As soon as the Pharaoh raised his hand, the thunder elements in the air were mobilized, and there was a vague sound of thunder.

The difference in numbers did not affect the consequences of the battle. Between the lightning and thunder, ten black figures fell one after another! Even more shocking, except for the prince who had just spoken, everyone else died on the spot!

"Cut, a group of rookies." The Pharaoh clapped his hands, then withdrew his moves while waving, and the thunder element in the air was calm again.

The prince who fell on the ground looked at Pharaoh in horror, and was shocked; how could it be possible? Knowing that Pharaoh was a summoner, he deliberately brought double the combat power, but he was defeated so unexpectedly.

It's just that he didn't know that the Pharaoh's strength was real, and even if he encountered a summoner of the same realm, it would not be a problem to pick more than one.

"Hey! Brat!" The Pharaoh disregarded the prince's horrified sight, stepped on his'chest', and said condescendingly: "I ask you, do you know why the king is not willing to join the alliance?!"

After the battle, this is what he wants to ask.

"I...I don't know." The prince didn't expect him to stare at himself, and hesitated while saying, "I'm just one to do the task, how can I know those things..."

"Task?" The Pharaoh raised his brows, and his feet on the prince's chest instantly increased his strength.

With a cry of "Ah", the prince held Pharaoh's'legs' in pain, but didn't have the strength to fight back at all, and his face was grim.

After a while, when he had enough pain, Pharaoh lifted his foot and said: "Don't play tricks with me. The emperor is kind to me and will definitely not kill him. If it is for the sake of the royal family, I am afraid that he came out to kill me as early as when I was swearing. Isn't it better to reflect the imperial aura?"

"..." The prince's pale face looked at Pharaoh, not knowing what to say.

"You stinky boy, so care about the face of the royal family, and can mobilize so many powerful people, you must be not low, you must be a member of the royal family. Could it be... you are the prince? You want to grab merit because you are not favored? "The Pharaoh'touched' his chin and thought, the more he thought about it, the more he realized it was possible, but he never thought that the man in front of him would be the prince.

"I...I'm not..." the prince whispered to explain.

"Cut." Pharaoh snorted coldly, "Do you think I believe? But since you are just an unfavored prince, it doesn't matter if you kill it..."

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