Chapter 1203
"Lady, can you figure it out? What's up with the new Demon King." R'hllor asked flatteringly.
Cersei glanced at him and said indifferently: "It's better to improve oneself instead of caring about others."
"I drop Lady, I can't help but pay attention! To be honest with you, My big Demon King personality is shaken. You know what that means?" R'hllor hurried.
Thousands of years have passed, Demon Cersei is no longer the transcendent Little White it once was, hearing this immediately complexion slightly changed.
"You mean, that Melkor might replace you?"
Hell Demon King quickly asked: "His name is Melkor? What's the origin?"
"That guy was arrogant and indifferent, my seduction didn't work at all, and there was almost no secret." Demon Cersei sighed.
"You seduce him?!" R'hllor rages on.
She is his wife!
"Otherwise? Should I ask directly, without paying any price, he will tell the oneself secretly?" Demon Cersei said angrily.
R'hllor was sullen, but couldn't refute.
"Isn't he a man, even you can't seduce him?" he said awkwardly.
At this moment, he is not reconciled to oneself and his wife failed to seduce each other.
"That guy just wants to recruit troops, build a oneself power in the seventh layer of Hell, and has no idea about love.
Seeing acted coquettishly and coquettish Me, his first thought is not desire, but touching the chin to weigh... What role can I play under him." Cersei said resentfully.
"Career-focused?! Proper scourge!" exclaimed R'hllor.
With a cry, R'hllor was relieved: Melkor didn't give him a hat and offended Demon Cersei, so he didn't have to worry about adulterers ganging up to plan his business .
Cersei gave him a deep look and said, "If I'm not mistaken, The Seven is very dissatisfied with your slack.
The different worlds of Melkor and Sauron Evil God, it's what gets you into Hell to stimulate you. The silver carp effect, do you understand?"
"Of course I understand, but I'm not slack! Don't you see my efforts over the years?" R'hllor aggrieved.
"What's the use of hard work, it depends on the effect! So far you haven't sang a complete Principle Song. In a new world that is developing more and more rapidly, why do you become a big Demon King?"
“After 8,000 years of trifling, my Song of Shadow has achieved 25.1478319% progress, and the poisonous Song of Fire has also started.
The whole Hell, except you, whose cultivation speed is With me?" R'hllor said arrogantly.
"I'm afraid the black Mother won't think so." Demon Cersei sighed softly, "You also know how fast our world has developed in the last few thousand years, and even five human beings sang the complete Principle Song's True God.
Including non-human beings, Astral Realm's True God is more than ten.
What about the Hell that corresponds to Astral Realm?
I don't even have a True God!
If I were a black Mother, I would be dissatisfied.
In fact, you and I should be thankful that Hell doesn't have a True God, otherwise, You will definitely lose the role of the Demon King."
R'hllor pulled his hair in pain, "This is unreasonable, our world is still in the bottom universe, and in theory, True God should not be born."
"Theory? In theory, our world was destroyed in White Frost long ago, but how prosperous is the world now?
You have lived for tens of millions of years, talk about it, and millions of Compared with the upper universe a year ago, is the current world stronger or weaker?" Demon Cersei said ill-humoredly.
R'hllor was stunned, suddenly stepped forward, took her hand, and pleaded, "We can't just sit back and wait! I don't have the confidence to deal with that Melkor because of our strength.
You know how dark the mother's heart is.
The guests from different worlds who can be accepted by The Seven world are all extraordinary natural talents, which are of great benefit to the world.
Astral Realm's five human True Gods, except the bald donkey of Seven Hidden, the other four are all immigrants!
Even if Jon Targaryen and Jaime Lannister are as talented as innate, they will not be able to put Principle Song in ten thousand years. Promoted to Great Perfection.
But those guys, all Child of Destiny, have the blessing of World's Will!
Alien True God is more terrifying, there is no native beast god, they All from different worlds.
I am afraid that Melkor and Sauron's guys are also similar to 'Thor Denys' (according to dwarf's plan before leaving, Saladin and Targaryen silver woman gave birth to a son, half of them different world bloodline), has a strong innate talent and extraordinary bloodline."
"What do you have to do?" Cersei was worried.
For thousands of years, her body has been tortured in the mountains of daggers and seas of flames, and the pain has not diminished at all, but her mental protection is the uncle in Hell, shouting and drinking, show off one's military strength, so sorry.
If Melkor replaces R'hllor as the new Great Demon King, will the demon spawns in Hell still be in awe of her Demon Cersei queen?
If Melkor is lustful, it's fine. Thousands of years have passed, she has long been tired of R'hllor, and doesn't mind looking for a black mother to testify, dissolve the sacred marriage, and turn to the arms of King Mi.
But the guy can't stand up...
"Where are we better than immigrants?" R'hllor whispered.
Cersei raised her eyebrows, her white teeth nibbled at her bright red lips, and her little pink tail swayed from side to side behind her.
For a long time, she said helplessly: "It seems that immigrants are better than us in every aspect. When Targaryen dominated the world, now there is a third kingdom that has changed its owner.
Faced with foreigners Targaryen can't stand the impact of immigration, and we are even weaker."
"But we have connections!"
"You are alone, and who do you have connections?" Cersei whitened him at a glance.
"Your family is also my family, you can ask little brother-in-law for help." R'hllor as it should be by rights.
Cersei looked unimaginable, "You asked me to find Jaime and let Jaime help you? In the early years, he slashed you 100% with a sword, and now..."
She sighed then said, "I don't know what the charm of that ugly woman in Brienne is. The two of them haven't divorced yet... In any case, he won't help you."
"How can I say it is also his brother-in-law, and Tyrion..." Seeing the unhappy expression on her face, R'hllor stomped his feet and said, "It's burning your eyebrows, still remember those bad things in the early years?! "
"I kind of forget what Tyrion looks like." Cersei said with a bitter smile.
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First Hell, in front of the gate of the trial division.
The human flesh torches of the "Burners" were lined up on both sides, hundreds of thousands, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
They are all undead who violate traditional ethics and morals such as sacred oath, sacred marriage, and guest right.
After death, hell, was made into a human torch.
Every undead who is judged by the Father will walk through a long passage of human flesh torches, and will be so frightened that they can't help themselves.
At this time, under the orange fire of the torch, a silver-haired old man bound by chains was pulling the sleeves of his black skirt Maiden and begging.
"I'm all for Targaryen, grandma, I also attended your three-thousand-year birthday banquet, must help me." The old man begged.
"I'm just the Ghost Messenger who suppressed Evil Spirit, not Magistrate. I can't speak in front of Father, and I can't help you."
The pale Maiden with a huge blood blade scythe on his back Difficult to say.
Cersei approached Maiden when the old man was pulled into the door of the trial division, with a look of ingratitude on his face, and said, "Lyanna, is your mother Arya here?"
" There is a Half God Necromancer in the Far East who uses the soul of a living soul to make a ghost banner, and my mother just rushed over there." Maiden indifferently said. Cersei> you
nominated and asked again: "That old man seems to be Tep · Targaryen from the 'Renaissance Society'?""Has he sacrificed to blood?" Maiden's eyes were cold .
Cersei was noncommittal, lightly said with a smile: "I think his idea is very good - boycott immigration, make Targaryen great again - not only Targaryen, but many veteran families in The Seven world are deeply involved in this. I feel it."
"Tell that to Mother." Maiden's expression was still so indifferent.
"I'm here this time for immigration, but it's not Yang Sector's immigration, but the new group of different world Demon Kings in Seven Hells." Cersei said resolutely.
"My mother and I are both 'Scythe Death God', no matter what."
Cersei thought for a while and said, "Can I go to North's Ice Kingdom and take your father to you? Call me?"
"My father is in retreat, and I won't come out if I don't break through the True God realm. No one has seen him for the past two thousand years."
"Even he felt it. Pressure?" Cersei asked in surprise.
"Tyrion is back, he not only broke through True God, but also comprehended five Principle Songs." Lyanna looked complicated.
"What?" Cersei was so shocked that his mouth was crooked, "That guy is so blunt, he even got promoted to Half God, and he had to go through the back door. How could he sing five Principle Songs in such a short time?!"
"What?" p>
"Uncle went to the upper universe, where the Principle is easier to understand. It seems that Melko and other different world Demon Kings were brought back by him." Maiden said.
Cersei's expression changed, and he asked in a low voice, "Where is he now?"
"Uncle came back fifty years ago, and he should be at Heavenly Dragon Temple now."
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Cersei was silent.
"I'm wronged, I blood sacrifice Demon King, I'm full of nonsense, I don't keep my oath, I launch mass riots...I admit it, but it's all to make Targaryen great again Ah!"
The old man squatted on the ground, dragged by two ghost soldiers and slid forward, shouting injustice.
Cersei and Lyanna watched from the side, watching the ghost pawn drag him to the end of the human torch, seal it in the stone wall, use iron pliers to hold the tongue and pull it out, and then punch the tongue. Then, he nailed a red-hot iron drill into his forehead, the flame spurted out of the nail hole, and another human-flesh torch took shape.
"It's so miserable, so cruel, and even Targaryen doesn't give any favors." Cersei muttered.
"The world belongs to the people of the world, not Targaryen." Lyanna · Targaryen sighed.
Cersei's eyes flickered, and he said, "Can you send me a message and call Tyrion here."
"I can tell North's Ice King mansion, but he will come No, I can't guarantee it."
Tyrion was surprised that the old bitch would find oneself.
This represents a soft service in disguise!
So, when he received the letter, he rushed over immediately.
Cersei hasn't changed much, she's still a succubus slut, but she doesn't rant against him.
"You've changed so much!"
It was Tyrion's appearance and temperament that surprised Cersei.
"Witnessing the prosperity and destruction of a universe, tens of billions of years, lost the concept of time." Tyrion sighed.