The Demon’s Menu

Raymond, wiping the flintlock, smiled and looked at his new companion under the word “persuasion”.

Although each one has no body and can only exist in the form of a ghost, for the knights of these queens, this is nothing.

The living is ruled by the queen.

The same goes for the dead.

What most delighted Raymond was that he got several important news from the mouths of these new companions.

One of the things that most delights Raymond is that, outside the Hans harbour, there is a small arsenal enough to arm a hundred people.

All of them are new weapons developed by the new Federation.

Even, there is no shortage of heavy weapons.

"Head Raymond, I need to leave."

"Master Lord has sent an order."

"and also……"

"I'm so sorry before."

Turning into an undead, Gulat, who became the median evil spirit, bowed slightly to Raymond, with a deep apology on his face.

"No need to be sorry."

"Things are over."

"Now, we are colleagues!"

"All for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Raymond solemnly said.

"All for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Gurat and the 20 subordinates behind him said at the same time.

Then, Gulat took the subordinates and secret agents who were originally from the New Federation, and at this moment they voluntarily joined the subordinates of the Denise Undead Legion, and they were ready to leave.

And at this time-

‘I do n’t like this kind of war! ’

‘Let it end soon! ’

‘I want Jason to come back to me! ’

‘I also want to eat the bones and bones made by Fat Auntie! ’

The voice belonging to Denise rang in their hearts and their hearts.

Without hesitation, everyone and the undead kneeled on one knee.

"Follow your will, my majesty!"

The voice rang in the abandoned warehouse.

...

Deep sea outside Hans harbour.

On a near ancient battlefield.

One by one, the dead began to resurrect, climbing from the silt, flashing the fire of the soul, and joined the queue in the distance.

Their bodies are as decaying as the swords in their hands.

Their footsteps staggered in the sea, weak and weak.

But their will is as hard as steel and as hot as flames.

Lederman looked at these transformed and revived skeleton warriors and shook his head uncontrollably.

"not enough!"

"not enough!"

"Too few!"

"Million! At least one million!"

Although it was transformed into a evil spirit close to the evil spirit, its memory was not lost. It was clear that the number of 100,000 skeleton soldiers in front of it was still too small.

At least one million skeleton warriors!

Because only a million skeleton warriors are enough to push the so-called new federation.

This is the only way to ensure the carefree life of Her Majesty the Queen.

And ghosts!

Thinking of this, Lederman turned to look at the two battlefield undead.

They are constantly transforming.

Three thousand ghosts have gathered.

Unlike their original three hundred ghosts, these ghosts have only the most common instincts.

However, because of this, they choose to obey.

"The ghost needs 100,000!"

Lederman ordered this.

The two battlefield undead did not refute.

Because they wanted to do this.

Then, Lederman's eyes looked deeper into the sea.

Darkness enveloped there.

The vision of the undead cannot see clearly there.

There is only a blurry outline.

That is……

A city!

A city that makes it palpitate.

"This is also where the Queen is in danger!"

"After all the dangers on the ground need to be swept away, sweep here again!"

Lederman thought silently.

Just when this deceased far beyond ordinary evil spirits thought-

‘I do n’t like this kind of war! ’

‘Let it end soon! ’

‘I want Jason to come back to me! ’

‘I also want to eat the bones and bones made by Fat Auntie! ’

That was the voice of Her Majesty.

Her Majesty gave the latest order.

All the dead souls and the dead fell to their knees.

They shouted with their souls:

"Follow your will, my majesty!"

The deep sea water boils at this moment.

Lederman ignored his own plans.

There are no undead in the two battlefields.

For them, Her Majesty ’s will is above everything else.

"Open up!"

"Target: Yanbao!"

Ordered.

Hundreds of thousands of undead troops directly acted.

There is no rush to Shanghai.

They don't need to breathe, tirelessly, painlessly, and go straight from the bottom of the sea.

And just after the undead army left.

The deep sea returned to calm.

Only the city shrouded in darkness remains.

Stand still there.

eternal.

...

Mobius Palace, 'Emorton III' is holding a wine glass.

The pain in his mind forced the federal governor to choose to use alcohol to paralyze himself.

Such pain has a long history.

Since he failed under artillery fire and chose ‘fusion’, he has been showing up.

However, in this regard, ‘Emorton III’ did not care.

Because it was that failure that allowed him to find a real way forward.

However, this does not mean that ‘Emorton III’ will let go of those who failed him.

Gerald!

Jason!

He was talking about the names of the two brothers.

The latter, in particular, made the governor of the Federation grind his teeth.

Inexplicably used some strange to attack him.

He also confuses him with the slogan ‘fat candy’.

Damn it!

However, it won't take long.

"You are also my sacrifice!"

"Emorton III" thought very surely.

Gerald will definitely support and greet the widow and remnant soldier of Grand Duke Yan'an. Lost Gerald's Hans harbour is a tiger without teeth. Civil strife is inevitable.

and……

"Do you really think that the widows and remnants of Grand Duke Yan'an are so welcome?"

"I prepared a gift for you!"

"Emorton III" sneered.

But, at the next moment, such a smile will be stiff-

"Report!"

"The secret sons and secret agents of Hans Seaport have all lost contact."

"what did you say?"

‘Emorton III’ looked at the correspondent in front of him.

Under the watchful eye of the federal governor, the soldiers trembled in their hearts, and their voices stuttered.

"Han and Hans harbour secret agents and spies all lost contact ..."

boom!

‘Emorton III’ did n’t wait for the signal soldier to finish, raising his hand was a shot ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The signal soldier fell directly into the pool of blood.

The personal servant of the other party waved his hand, and immediately several waiters lifted the body without expression.

"waste!"

"A bunch of waste!"

"Have all the money been eaten by dogs every year?"

"Emorton III" growled.

The glass in his hand was thrown **** the ground again.

Snapped!

The wine glass shattered.

In a crisp sound, ‘Emorton III’ suddenly thought of something more important.

"Are you successful against Gerrard's trap?"