Chapter 3525 (2/2)

The death knell calmly suggested that the other party come and die. He even took out a bottle of wine, poured himself a cup first, and put another cup on the armrest of the throne.

There were fine dust particles floating in the air, and the melted blood of the corpses in the corridor would stick them to the ground. There was a disorderly sound of footsteps in the stairwell. The secret guest immediately turned his head to block the door, which should be caught up by the undead and disabled soldiers outside.

”My deputy, supreme agent Walter, escaped. Your previous attack seriously injured me, but it had no impact on him. I realized it was wrong at that time.” The blood King's thick voice gave out an inappropriate sigh, and then there was an asthmatic cough: ”he is the embodiment of Merlin. He betrayed me, didn't he?”

”Well, strictly speaking, he betrayed King Arthur. As for you...” As the bell spoke, he stretched out his little thumb and pinched the tip of a finger with his thumb, indicating that the blood king could only be regarded as ”this”.

Merlin regards him as a puppet, or a tool for fun. At the high end, it is a plot editor with tragedies.

But not people.

”I see. I can let you kill me, but you need to promise me a condition.” The blood King spoke more and more smoothly. He no longer hesitated and was full of the determination of the king, or he didn't seem to have fear at all.

”Tell me, just don't let me let you die.” Su Ming told a joke and laughed first.

A blood red figure appeared on the throne. In front of the death knell, the skinned freak sat steadily on his throne as if he had not gone anywhere.

He looked at the space above the red cloud outside the window and the twinkling stars outside the triangular hole. With his bloody sharp claws, he picked up another wine glass that had been placed on the armrest, opened his deformed mouth full of sharp teeth and poured the wine into his throat.

”Ah, good wine. It's really good wine. I seem to have tasted it. I just remembered it a long time ago. At that time, my sad father was still alive.”

The blood King grabbed six crystal balls and pressed them one by one in the bone depression of the armrest of the throne, which was as easy as exchanging a row of watermelons for this glass of wine:

”My condition is very simple. After killing me and ending the cycle, please don't forget me. Please remember that I once existed.”

At this time, there was news of the fight between the secret guest and the pursuers outside the door. The low undead creatures were not a problem for her, but it was difficult to avoid the sound of the other party falling freely from the high building when she beat the enemies flying.

The blood King's eyes were red with blood. He stared at the one eye of the death knell with crazy eyes, waiting for the answer.

He is crazy, but his crazy expression is very strange. What he asks is not to be forgotten by the murderer.

Su Ming thought for a moment and sighed: ”very high conditions. In the past, no one has asked me to remember the victim, but I promise you.”

”Do it, kill me, then dismember me, throw my fragments from upstairs and throw me into meat mud.”

The blood king put down the cup, left his throne, slapped the handrail with his sharp claws for the last time, then went to the window and looked at the scenery outside:

”If the cycle is not broken, I will wait for you here. At least you are much better than Roland.”

This is his last words. Su Ming launched an attack from behind him. The night sword drew a silver glow in the blood red world, and the blood King simply separated his body and head.

In order to follow his last wish, the death knell made up a foot and kicked him out of the French window.

With the smashing sound of glass, the headless body and the red alien head whirled to the ground, and exploded into two pools of blood a few seconds later, one big and one small.

The death knell looked at the new red flower and shook his head slowly. He turned back to the empty throne and crushed the crystal balls left by the blood king one by one:

”What a picky customer. He ate a dead set meal with a sense of ceremony. It's really... Alas.”