"What does ...... mean by 'Your Majesty'?"

Mott felt his heart beating faster, but his body, which was already lower than normal, was gradually becoming cold—perhaps it wasn't his body that was cold, but his mind.

The impostor Marquis felt that everything was really not going well, obviously the assassination was just to replace his identity, but he was really assassinated, using the same methods as him, so that he had to abandon that identity;

Once here, he was frustrated, as if someone had been hindering his plans.

But it doesn't matter to him now, even if his identity is revealed—now that the plan has been completely shattered, let the whole king be in chaos!

Start here –

[Domination of the Mind]!

The ring slipped from Rickan's hand, and the image flickered through the air, but it was enough for Mott to see that it was supposed to be a picture of him and the Marquis of Lesinger talking together, but he had no impression at all.

Not at all!

He suddenly turned back in horror and saw the figure standing by the window......

In an instant, the wrong memories sprung up like a tidal wave, and then were corrected little by little.

This put him in a painful situation - the headache made the veins on his forehead flare up, and his face was hideous.

"Ahh

The screams of vampires pierced through the first floor from the third floor, and the powerful sound waves made the soldiers of the forbidden army feel a little headache, not to mention other ordinary people, some of them had even fallen to the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Mott's body grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was at least half stronger than before.

Of course, this also made his appearance ugly, and Mott, who was not very good-looking in the first place, could only be said to be attractive, completely turned into a hideous and ugly monster.

His scream shattered all the glass and porcelain in the building, exposing Estem's figure to the eyes of many.

A day had passed, and the news of the death of the Marquis of Lesinger had spread through most of Greenland, and when the Praetorian Guards covered their heads and saw Estem, who had replaced the 'Marquis of Lesinger', they were all in a state of shock.

"Who are you......"

The ugly monster incarnated by Mott screamed, "You are not the Marquis of Lesinger!"

Mott's screams still pierced the heads of many people, but not the black dragon and the maid.

"This powerful psychic power ......," the black dragon grinned suddenly.

He was excited!

Because of the boring and dull life, condiments appeared!

"Of course I'm not a marquis!"

"I am your 'Your Majesty'!"

"I am a legendary Mind Flayer from the Bottomless Abyss!"

"I am the ruler of the ninth hundred and seventy-second layer of the Bottomless Abyss!"

"I am the 'Mind Master' known for a long time in the Bottomless Abyss!"

"I'm the Demon Lord, I'm the Legendary Mind Flayer, and I'm the one who can play with everyone's mind!"

"I'm Estem Lange Rorota—"

Estem tore off his disguise, exposing his lilac skin and appearance with four tentacles to everyone's eyes, and at this time, his eyes flashed with a strange light.

He opened his hand, and then grasped it out of thin air, as if grasping something in his hand, "From now on, you are all my toys." ”

Almost everyone on this street, including those in the house, recovered after a trance, but by this time they were completely different from before!

Now they are at the mercy of Estem!

The maid's eyes flickered, but finally she regained her clarity, and when she saw the black dragon's concerned but overwhelmed look, she smiled, "Don't worry, I won't be controlled by it so easily." ”

"Don't think about !!"

Mott's scream stabbed many people's heads again, and in that moment, they regained a moment of clarity, but they fell into an endless frenzy.

Boom!

The vampire's fist slammed into the [Psionic Shield], and Mott roared, "I gave so much! just to give my people a future - what right do you have to destroy this!"

Estem raised the corners of his mouth, gasped slightly, and said happily: "I am a demon lord, I don't need a reason for anything, let alone any 'qualifications'!"

"Octopus Face!"

An angry voice suddenly came from behind Estem, and before he could turn his head, several [psionic shields] behind him were directly shattered, and he was also knocked out of the house by the impact of this punch.

Rumble!

Mott's eyes widened, and he turned his head in surprise when he heard a loud noise behind him, and after seeing the big hole in the wall behind him, he turned his head and looked at the black-haired man in front of him.

The tall figure seemed to block out all the light, the curtains fluttering behind him seemed to cheer for his arrival, and the momentum on his body was as majestic as a mountain and as deep as an abyss - this is a legendary powerhouse!

The thought popped into Mott's mind, and in an instant he came to his senses, took two steps back, and then looked at the man warily.

But the man didn't pay attention to him, but focused on the octopus-faced body.

With an eerie smile on his face, Estham held out his finger and pointed downward.

[Psychic Shockwave]!

Tong!

There was a muffled noise, and the whole building shook, but some people could no longer scream in terror - those who would only scream at such a thing were either contained or died under the shockwave.

Estem let go of the people's control, and the men stared blankly at the large pit and the flesh in the pit that suddenly appeared in front of them......

Screamed!

"Ahh

The whole casino was in chaos, and people fled in a panic, no matter who was knocked down, or who was knocked down, how could they have time to care about this when they were exhausted.

Choke, draw your sword out of its sheath!

The Janissary soldiers, with a fanatic look at whom they didn't know who they were, drew their swords and slashed them at the unsuspecting fleeers.

"Ahh......hh

A servant-like man was cut to the ground, clutching his severed arm and screaming.

[Group Human Immobilization]!

The maid couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted to the black dragon on the third floor, "Seth, go kill that guy!"

The Praetorian soldiers had already been given by her, and she didn't know why Cervantes didn't do it now.

The black dragon shook his head, his eyes returned to clarity, he took a deep breath and rushed over.

"Estem Lange Rorotta!"

Estham stood in mid-air, with a three-story casino below him and a brightly lit Greenland street outside.

There's also a big hole in the wall behind him, because he's been kicked out of the casino by Cervantes just now, only he's back - with chaos!

Estem listened to the chaos and commotion outside, but his interest was disturbed by the black dragon, and he saw the black dragon again, but unlike the last time, this time he was in a good mood.

Raising his finger and pointing at Cervantes, with a strange smile on his face, Estem shouted, "Fall into fear!"

[Thorn of Fear]!

He implanted the feeling of 'fear' into Cervantes's mind, because he found that the black dragon was not immune to psychic abilities, but the female mage who was acting with him was immune to psychic abilities, and the two of them built a [psychic bridge] and opened their hearts to each other without reservation, so he was immune to psychic abilities before - there is only one possibility to think about it!

Cervantes, who had stopped abruptly, suddenly fell, and then rolled on the ground a few times.

Estham put his hand on the black dragon's head.

"Then, surrender to me!"

"I will be your sovereign, the ruler of the heart—call me 'Your Majesty'!"

"Cervantes Doig Howling Wind!"

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of the aftermath of the scene, Estham couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"You—Hugh—think!"

"That black dragon is my !!"