The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss-Chapter 2641 - : The Flames of War Rage (2)

Chapter 2641: The Flames of War Rage (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In Qilin City, Qi Xia sat in the City Lord Mansion, holding the report that was just sent by Sun Never Sets.

“The twelve devil generals are finally coming? Heh.”

Xi Yan sat to the side, unable to see what was written in the letter.

“A letter from elder sister?”

“Well, it seems like there will be a visitor.” Qi Xia propped up his chin with one hand and looked at the letter with interest.

Since the start of the war, news of the battlefields had been sent to the major cities every day. Qi Xia would receive the news as soon as possible. They had already engraved the cruelty of the front line and the ferocity of the Devil race into their minds.

The twelve devil generals were coming? He would certainly treat them well.

New enmity and old hatred; they would slowly settle all accounts.

“Is it about the devils?” Xi Yan gripped the trident in her hand while her delicate and pretty face was filled with hatred.

She still hadn’t forgotten the people who had died under Satan’s ruthless hands and the blood-stained merfolk capital. It was her eternal nightmare.

“Yes.” Qi Xia did not hide it from her.

Xi Yan’s perception was very strong. Once a devil entered Qilin City, Xi Yan would definitely find out in the first instant. On the other hand, Xi Yan’s ability to protect herself was the weakest among the rulers of the major races. This was also the reason why she was placed in Qilin City by Shen Yanxiao. After all, among the Phantom members, besides Shen Yanxiao, Qi Xia was the strongest.

After inheriting the godhood of the Death God, Qi Xia had become very sensitive to the aura of the dead. Even though the war had not yet reached the depths of the Forsaken Land, the dead wandering in the air had already made him feel the shadow of death.

Those crying souls were telling him of the nonstop, tragic war.

The unwilling and resentful feelings of those comrades who had passed away had been stimulating Qi Xia’s soul all this time.

No one knew the will of the dead better than Qi Xia, and the godhood of the Death God brought to him feelings that no one could imagine.

The sympathetic feelings for the dead almost made him insane.

The feeling of listening to the last cry of the dead almost tore people’s spirits apart. Had it not been for his strong spirit, the negative effects of the Death God’s godhood alone would have completely destroyed him.

Powerful strength always came with unexpected negative effects.

Only, Qi Xia had never told anyone what kind of power the Death God possessed.

“During this period of time, I will strengthen the security in Qilin City. You can rest assured.” Not wanting to bring too much pressure to Xi Yan, Qi Xia calmly spoke up. As early as after Xi Yan had entered Qilin City, Qi Xia arranged for Xi Yan to stay next door to his room, in order to be able to protect this fragile little mermaid from the assassination of the devils.

He would certainly try his best to finish the task assigned to him by Shen

Yanxiao.

Qi Xia knew that ordinary guards had no effect on the twelve devil generals. His words were all to reassure Xi Yan.

“I am not afraid.” Xi Yan spoke firmly. The enmity brought about by that sea of blood… she hadn’t forgotten it for a moment. Qi Xia just smiled and did not say much.

Not afraid?

Yes, they shouldn’t be afraid.

More and more people were dying. Although Shen Yanxiao’s war of attrition had been successful, Qi Xia was very clear that with Shen Yanxiao’s character, no matter how many enemy soldiers they consumed, at this moment, Shen

Yanxiao probably could not really smile. Each death seemed to tear a piece of Shen Yanxiao’s heart.

“I will make them pay the price.” Qi Xia narrowed his eyes..