My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1618

There was a superstition in the civilization of the earth's core. Anyone who sees the Netherworld crow will die within a year, no matter how healthy and powerful the person is.

But no one knew what a Netherworld Crow looked like.

However, Jetta knew that truth. Netherworld Crows were the pointers of those other people. Once you were marked by the Netherworld Crows as the game, they wouldn't stop hunting you until you were dead.

At this time, the sky was covered by countless Netherworld Crows. The Holy City was surrounded by those ominous animals.

"You, escort Henry out of here," Jetta said to one of the people standing in the front row, who had a hundred and fifty meters tall True Spirit.

The people rushed to Henry's room immediately.

Staring at the Netherworld Crows, Jetta took a deep breath and shouted, "Kill!"

"Kill!"

The war cry burst out.

Tens of thousands of people jumped into the sky

to fight off the countless Netherworld Crows. Black blood was pouring down into the Holy City. Within minutes, one-tenth of the city wall was melted down.

The sky was pitch black. The living creatures in the earth's core all sensed the danger and hid away.

The person, who was to escort Henry leaving, was running toward the center of the Holy City, with the unconscious Henry on his back. There was a tunnel that led to the surface of the earth in the center.

Near the entrance of the tunnel, a woman appeared. She was dangerously seductive.

"Where do you think you are taking him to?" The woman stood in their way.

The person tied Henry on his back with a rope. He stared at the woman, sensing something extremely dangerous from her.

He had a True Spirit with a height of one hundred and fifty meters, and even a Supremacy Master wouldn't be able to challenge him. But facing the woman, he was sweating bullets. He had felt the pressure before the battle even broke out.

"Leave him here. How do you say?" The woman moved her body around. The black clothes she had barely covered the sensitive parts of her body.

The moving made her even more alluring.

However, the person wasn't tempted. Just as the woman tried to seduce him with her half-naked body, the person dashed into the tunnel.

"Sigh, don't you want to chat me up?" The woman looked angry. She hooked her finger.

Then the person could no longer move.

The woman strolled over and said with a charming smile, "Handsome, I haven't been talking to anyone for decades. Why ignore me? Don't you know that you are very rude? If you make me dislike you, I maybe kill you."

The woman then put her hand on the man's cheek and caressed it. Suddenly, her fingernails grew rapidly into five long sharp knives. She stuck her fingernails into the man's face and put five blood holes on his face.

Even with such excruciating pain, the man still couldn't move. A painful roar was squeezed out of his throat.

"Hahaha!" The woman laughed. Her laughing voice was uncomfortably sweet. "So much fun! I haven't been this happy for a long time!"

arrogant."

"Human?" Silas's eyebrows slightly raised. "You call yourself a god, but I don't think you deserve the title. What are you? A doorman? It's about time to open the gate of heaven."

Silas then looked back at Sacred Lord.

Sacred Lord, whose face was covered by a white mask, was crouching, minding his own business. Dougal, Erin, and the others were all looking at him curiously.

"Give me some more time. But it doesn't matter anyway. Silas, this one is ready to kill."

"Alright." Silas nodded. The way he talked to Sacred Lord was just like two old friends talking trivial to each other.

Sacred Lord never doubted that Silas could kill the creature, who had a five hundred maters tall True Spirit.

Silas was actually at a place very far away from the Holy City of Noble Berserkers. Even a Supremacy Masters would travel for days in order to reach there.

Meanwhile, In front of the entrance of Noble Berserkers' tunnel, the woman just crawled back from the hole made by the gigantic sword.

Seeing the man was getting away with Henry, the woman screamed. She reached out her hand, and five beams of light came out of her fingers and darted toward the man and Henry.

Sensing the attack from the woman, the man threw Henry forward deep into the tunnel without hesitation. He then turned around and faced the woman's attack, but he could hardly have the chance to counterattack. The man smiled and shouted his famous last word.

"Lord, I used my life to finish the assignment."