The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 793

However, the insect warrior did not dodge. Instead, he accurately grabbed the prisoner’s fist and crushed it with a crisp crack!

Then, another punch struck the prisoner’s face and blew his head into pieces.

It was incredibly violent and bloody.

All the other death row prisoners could help but exchange glances in fear.

The fake emperor was very pleased.

This thing was indeed incredibly strong!

Then, the other death row inmates fought the insect soldier, but none of them were a match. They were

all defeated within three moves and had their blood drained.

The lifeless corpses lay in the hall, creating a bloody scene.

Whoosh..

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

After the insect soldier drained the last drop of blood from a prisoner, he charged toward the fake emperor.

the scent of blood and

fake emperor retreated

Buzz, buzz…

quickly summoned the mother insect

“Your Majesty!”

forgive me, Your Majesty. This

up his disheveled hair and

insect soldiers is indeed impressive, but without proper control, there’s a risk of rebellion on the battlefield.

wait for some time before launching

Second War God bowed his

soldier and said, “Hurry and develop insect soldiers that are stronger and more controllable. Only then can we settle everything in

I understand.” The Second War God nodded.

killing intent. “Also, depart immediately and take the insect soldiers to Murrfield. This time, you must ensure that Andrius

God immediately said,

spotted a suspicious agent. His instincts told him that something

you doing?”

cold words entered the agent’s ears and

God…” The agent looked around and stammered, “I was just about to take a leak.”

Whoosh!

flash and grabbed his neck, saying coldly, “I advise you to tell the truth right away. I’m sure you know my

hand began to apply pressure gradually. A suffocating feeling overwhelmed the agent, whose face turned red. He could not help but kick his legs, but could not alleviate the pressure.

talk, cough, cough…”

difficulty, and

God, I’m a