Chapter 990, who allowed you to do this?

In the middle of the night, the industrial area is still bustling with activity.

Leather and cutters are making boots and clothing, while gold and stone carvers are also making gift boxes and carving statues of gods.

The whole city did not become quiet just because of the night.

Fang Hao walked out of the Lord's Mansion and headed all the way to the pavilion next to the industrial area.

The huge luminous stone emits bright light.

On the stone table in the middle of the pavilion, there were pastries and drinks. A beautiful woman in a long skirt sat on a stone chair, flipping through the comics in her hand and taking a sip of wine from time to time.

Fang Hao walked into the pavilion and sat down beside it.

"Why are you here again?"

"It's bright this way." The Dragon Queen replied casually.

Fang Hao moved forward, trying to pull her up and sit in his arms.

The Dragon Queen did not move, and looked around with vigilant eyes. After thinking about it, she leaned back, slowly raised her legs, and put them on his knees.

Revealing her white and tender feet and exquisite and smooth stockings.

"My daughter is back, don't go too far."

This was because she was afraid that Beate would see her and affect her image, but she also didn't want to neglect him.

Then I chose a hidden and compromise method.

Let him have a hand addiction.

"Don't be so careful."

"I'm not as shameless as you." The Dragon Queen said.

Fang Hao didn't care, there was nothing he could do here.

He rubbed it gently and continued to ask casually, "When you read comics, you won't be afraid of affecting your mother's face."

"What's wrong with that."

Fang Hao didn't say much, but continued: "By the way, I want to discuss something with you. It can be regarded as cooperation, business cooperation."

The Dragon Queen looked at her sideways, "What kind of cooperation?"

In fact, the relationship between the two has already surpassed the stage of cooperative alliance.

If the Dragon Queen hadn't been concerned about her identity and the reputation she had left in the outside world over the years, the two might have been entangled long ago.

We are still talking about cooperation now, which is a bit unfamiliar.

"I said, you can't be angry."

The Dragon Queen put her legs away, sat at the table, and looked at him seriously, "Tell me, at least I won't kill you."

Forehead…….

Fang Hao still said: "I just want to ask if it is possible to exchange some dragon blood and use it to make some potions to improve physical fitness."

The Dragon Queen narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at him seriously.

With the dragon's physique, it's actually okay to ask for some blood.

But this involves the majesty of a dragon clan.

What do you think of the Dragon Clan, livestock raised in captivity? And provide you with blood?

Therefore, no matter how strong the dragon's physique is and the dragon's blood has a high value in the market, no member of the dragon will sell the blood.

Even if there is, it will not appear in the world.

Fang Hao just wanted to get some dragon blood to make a potion to improve the physical fitness of the living heroes in the territory.

I just came to see the Dragon Queen to discuss this matter.

"Are you provoking me?"

"No, we agreed not to be angry."

"I only promise not to kill you." The Dragon Queen raised her white and tender feet and kicked her over.

Fang Hao, with quick eyes and quick hands, took it in his hand and hugged it, "That's wrong, that's wrong, don't do it."

Both of them are high-ranking gods, and the Dragon Queen cannot really use the power of her godhead.

Her legs were hugged tightly again, making her lie on her back on the bench. Fang Hao climbed up little by little and hugged her shoulders.

You can feel a comfortable pressure coming from your chest.

The Dragon Queen was hugged tightly, her eyes widened as she stared at the face so close to her, her face flushed, "Get up quickly, what should I do if someone sees me?"

"I'll get up so you can take action."

The Dragon Queen frowned slightly and whispered: "Stop making trouble, I won't do anything, get up quickly."

Fang Hao didn't dare to go too far and slowly let go of her.

The Dragon Queen straightened her clothes, glared at him in shame, and said, "I will think about it and give you an answer when the time comes."

"Okay." Fang Hao coughed lightly, and then whispered: "Let's go back to the room and sit for a while, and I'll tell you a story."

"What story?"

"You'll know then."

Fang Hao took her hand and was about to pull her up.

There was a burst of sound in the sky above.

The harpy on duty fell from the sky, lowered her head and said without looking at the two of them, "Sir, the Dragon Queen, a troll came from the Bloody Mountains and said that there is something important and they want to see you."

Trolls from the Bloody Mountains?

Stella in the Bloody Mountains has a sound transmission conch with the main city. He is also the leader and is affected by the effect of 'Despot.'

Communication can be through the means of a believer in the divinity.

If anything happens, you can contact yourself directly.

How could someone come here in the middle of the night?

"Bring him here."

"Yes, sir." The harpy jumped into the sky, flapped its wings and left.

Not long after, several skeleton soldiers and a tall troll came over from a distance.

As the figure appeared in the light, Fang Hao could see his appearance clearly.

Nahum!

Nahum is a troll merchant supported by Stella.

The person in charge of the official caravan of the Bloody Mountains, and one of the few trusted tribesmen in Stella.

After seeing Fang Hao, Nahum immediately knelt down and saluted, "Lord."

A pair of eyes looked at the Dragon Queen again.

I could feel the power exuding from this woman, but I didn't know what to call her. I held it in for a long time and couldn't say anything.

Fang Hao became even more curious about his purpose.

The geographical location of the Bloody Mountains makes it impossible for any danger to arise.

Why did he come back?

"Nahum, why are you here?" Fang Hao asked directly.

"Sir, it's not good. The God of Slaughter has descended on Zhenbei City. All the high-level officials in the city have been controlled. The leader of Stella has also been imprisoned. I ran out to report to you." Nahum said quickly. With.

The troll's language expression ability is not that fluent, but he can still understand the meaning.

When they heard the God of Killing, Fang Hao and Dragon Queen's eyes were full of surprise.

How could he appear here.

impossible.

"What's going on? Why did the God of Slaughter appear here?" Fang Hao asked.

"I heard from the leader of Stella that it was a priest who awakened the ability to communicate with the gods..."

Now, the two of them immediately understood the meaning.

There are believers of the God of Killing who understand the ability of the ‘divine believer’ and then communicate with the God of Killing.

Let him notice that there is also a troll territory here.

This surprised both Fang Hao and Fang Hao.

Divine belief is very difficult to appear, and it may not be possible to have only a few in a large clan.

No one expected that a divine believer would appear in a bloody mountain range where Fang Hao had killed few people.

This god of killing is really lucky.

Dragon Queen Now, let alone divine believers, there are not even ordinary believers who spread their faith.

"Why are Stella and the others imprisoned?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"Because the leader was caught lying when answering questions, he was immediately imprisoned, and the other elders were also imprisoned." Nahum continued.

Fang Hao nodded and looked at the Dragon Queen.

Said: "It seems that we have to go over and take a look."

The Dragon Queen frowned slightly and said: "There is still a battle going on over there in the Desert of the Undead. Now is not a good time to deal with the troll gods."

At the same time, the gods on both sides of the opponent's side will make them passive.

If the other party unites again, then they will have no chance of winning.

Nahum listened to the conversation between the two, banged his head twice, and said: "Please, sir, madam, save our leader."

The word "ma'am" made the Dragon Queen glare at him again.

Fang Hao ignored the glances directed at him and said: "The travelers across the entire Desert of the Dead are resisting the undead. They won't notice us for a while. Let's take care of this matter first."

"What are you going to do?"

"Take the three-headed dog dagger and go talk to him."

"tonight?"

"Let's do it tonight, I just have time."

Fang Hao immediately contacted 'Kelly Orlando' and asked her to trade the three-head dagger first.

He called a few more 'Nisbitts' and released the teleportation, and they walked directly into the light curtain.

…

Zhenbeicheng, leader's hall.

The luminous stone was still bright, but there was no one in the hall.

Fang Hao looked at 'Nahum' on the side, "Where is the person being held? Let's rescue him first."

He was really afraid that the God of Killing would kill Stella and the others.

Gods and gods don't care about the lives and deaths of ordinary people.

"In the dungeon..." Several people left the leader's hall and came outside.

It was already late at night.

The guard at the door leaned against the wall and fell asleep soundly, his snoring sounding as harsh as a siren.

The few people ignored him and followed 'Nahum' in the same direction.

Soon, they arrived at the dungeon.

The environment in the troll's dungeon is even worse, and there are no guards at the door. They should be hiding somewhere to sleep.

When several people entered the dungeon, they saw that the dark dungeon was full of prisoners.

There are the skeleton heroes "Giant Wall" and "Black Sword" who are left behind, as well as Stella and many high-level trolls.

However, Stella looked a little miserable at this time.

The body was covered with whip marks and the man fell into a coma.

"Sir!" Everyone greeted Fang Hao in unison.

Fang Hao nodded, "Release everyone."

Nisbet and Nahum, who were behind him, stepped forward together and opened all the cages one by one.

Someone gave Stella some medicine.

Stella, who was in a coma, slowly woke up.

Seeing Fang Hao coming, he immediately saluted, "Lord."

The physique of trolls is much better than that of ordinary people, and ordinary flesh wounds will not make them incapacitated.

Fang Hao nodded and asked, "Are you sure you are the God of Slaughter?"

"I'm sure, and the other party also admits that he is the God of Killing." Stella said directly.

"Well, let's go and see this god together."

Everyone walked out again.

Walking through the dark streets, we returned to the leader's residence.

In a luxurious room, I saw a sleeping troll priest.

"He would actually enjoy it."

As soon as he could communicate with the gods, he arranged such a room for himself.

Listening to the deafening snoring, Fang Hao said directly: "Let him wake up."

A Nisbet stepped forward and slapped him twice in the face.

The wearer's scale gloves shaved his face into a bloody mess.

He woke up directly amid wailing.

"Strella, Nahum, what are you going to do? Do you want to violate the will of the gods? Aren't you afraid of being punished?" the troll roared loudly.

"Call the God of Slaughter." Fang Hao said directly.

The troll priest had met Fang Hao and knew that this man almost killed the entire bloody mountain range.

His eyes showed anger but he didn't say much.

Sitting on the bed and closing his eyes slightly, the next second he saw a divine light suddenly descending on him.

When he opened his eyes again, he exuded a terrifying aura filled with murderous intent.

"You want to see me?" A deep voice sounded.

Fang Hao looked at him and said coldly: "God of Slaughter, who allowed you to detain my people in my land?"