In Vortigern's territory, everyone must abide by his rules. As long as his people do not do anything, outsiders are not allowed to harm his people.

But to be honest, Hevin doesn't really care about anyone's rules.

The stickman let out a sharp laugh, and then turned into black mist and poured into Hevin's neck.

Hewen twisted his neck:

"I'm sorry, what just happened?"

Several guards ran over and stared at Hewen solemnly:

"what have you done?"

Hewen kindly explained:

"Ah, maybe the demons in my body have escaped. I am a demon hunter and I will trap the captured demons in my body, but sometimes they will escape briefly.

"Is it breaking the law? Do you need me to release it? You can put it in the cell."

This is not true.

The guards looked at each other.

A black-robed attendant came out from behind the guard:

"What is your name?"

Hevin replied:

"Hvendrenger,"

The attendant walked up to him and took out a small badge from his arms:

"Congratulations to Lord Hevendrenger, we have different ways of treating powerful guests. You are now an honorary knight of England, with the right to kill five times a month. The king will also give you a house and ten slaves.

, killing a slave does not consume the homicide immunity."

There have always been some powerful and evil ghosts in the underworld coming here, and Vortigern will provide them with a far more comfortable living environment than the outside world, but in the end, they will always hand over more.

Hewen said curiously:

"What if I kill six people?"

The man said:

"In that case, you must compensate King Vortigern for his losses. Every citizen of England is the king's property, so...

"You need to pay."

Hewen nodded to indicate that he understood:

"How can I meet Mr. King?"

The attendant replied:

"There are many ways, Sir Hewendrenger, you can directly apply for an audience with the king, but if the king is usually sleeping, applying for an audience will wake the king up, and the newly awakened king will be very hungry.

"So you must have enough reasons to calm down the king, otherwise he will eat you directly, Sir Sir. Many people have met with the king, including many powerful evil spirits outside, but under our great king

In front of me, they are as weak as babies."

Hewen asked:

"Why do you all have so many rules? Then can you tell me where Vortigern is?"

The attendant said:

"I can apply for an audience with the king on your behalf. You just need to wait for the news in the house given to you by the king."

Hewen nodded:

"About how long will it take?"

The attendant replied:

"From ten days to more than a month, can you wait?"

Hewen did not answer him, but stood motionless.

Suddenly, pure black flowed out from his eyes, mouth and nose, completely surrounding him, and then compressed towards the inside.

The stickman appeared, but this time Hevin was missing.

It instantly became as huge as a mountain, with its black stick-like legs stepping on the street, condescendingly observing the scale of the entire city.

"No need, I have already found Vortigern." Hevin replied.

Then, he walked in the city on his huge black match legs. What is surprising is that even though he is so huge, his body is still as thin as a piece of paper, and part of it is still submerged in the soul and the building.

, also passes directly through it.

The huge black figure advanced towards the palace in the middle of the city.

It's not that no one stopped him, it's just that all attacks from the ground went directly through the black figure of the stickman, as if he didn't exist in this world at all.

Hewen walked to the palace step by step, letting all kinds of attacks flow through his body. Then he lowered his head, stretched out his hands, and held the roof of the palace.

Then he opened it.

The "stickman" casually threw the roof of the palace behind him, and then the entire roof disappeared in waves of ripples.

He lowered his head and looked at the ferocious white dragon who was sleeping soundly:

"Hi, is Vortigern home?"

Under the horrified eyes of the whole city, the stickman stretched out his hand and tapped Bailong's shoulder.

Vortigern instantly opened his eyes and stared at the tall demon in the sky.

King Bei stretched out his two dragon claws and held down the edge of the palace. At the same time, he opened his dragon wings and flew directly into the sky.

A flexible behemoth appeared in the sky, and as he soared upward, his body gradually grew in size, covering the entire sky.

The giant stickman could only look up at the "dark clouds" in the sky. Now it's his turn to become a dwarf.

But the stickman only snapped his fingers.
Chapter completed!