Ducater Hall walked out of his large workshop with his head bowed.
Although he has obtained a huge amount of merit points in a series of battles such as the Heavenly Star, the Thirteen Consecutive Stars, and Pluto, as a shadow, all the merits belong to the glorious and great pure-blood Roman nobleman Pol Porthol Tham, and he has no credit at all for himself.
Although it has been unprecedented to complete two Christo fusion ceremonies and obtain a powerful power that makes the high priests of the Pantheon sigh, a half-breed is still no more than him in the Holtam family, and no less than him.
The backbone of the House of Holtam is the pure-blooded descendants represented by Polport Hall, not the lowly half-breed hybrid of Ducat, who is just a stroke of luck.
Good luck Ducat, this is Ducat's latest nickname in the Holtam family.
In the eyes of the arrogant Roman aristocracy, all of Ducat's achievements were nothing more than good luck So, Ducatt Hall had been living in the large, shabby, messy room he had lived in since childhood, and his treatment had not improved in any way.
Walking through the large hall along the wall, he walked out of the main gate of the main castle of the Holtam family under the disdainful gaze of the sentinels.
Avoiding a sentry swaggering past the main entrance of the main fort, Ducatt made his way through the huge plaza in front of the gate and into the hangar built under a cliff.
Hopping aboard a small, old-looking shuttle, Ducatt flew away from the valley where the Holtam family castle was located, piloting the shuttle with its black smoke belching from its vents and its engines rattling.
Dressed in gorgeous costumes, followed by more than a dozen Roman maids with beautiful appearances but equally arrogant expressions, Polport lazily waved a king-size gold-sprinkled ebony bone ink landscape folding fan smuggled from the Earth Federation for Roman nobles, and walked over with three swaying steps.
Polport's mood is very good, not to mention the credit on the Heavenly Star and the Thirteenth Consecutive Star, although the Battle of Pluto lost a large number of troops and hunting ships, but he also brought back an unprecedented colorless Christo crystal ball and a large number of high-level crystal balls.
Adding up to the total credit, Polport's merit value has ranked first among the young generation of Roman's elite.
In other words, if the Romans died suddenly, Polportt would immediately become the Romans according to the Romans' harsh inheritance laws.
With the glittering king's throne in sight, it is not at all difficult for Polport's mood to deteriorate, not to mention that there is a mission in front of him that is not very risky but has an almost astronomical merit value The good mood suddenly disappeared without a trace when Polport walked out of the gate of the family castle, and looking at the tattered shuttle that flew slowly, Polport's face suddenly turned iron.
Angrily slapped the folding fan in the palm of his hand, and Polport said angrily: "This bastard, what a shame on our Hall's family, can't our family even afford a brand-new shuttle, why is he still alive if he has to drive this shitty bastard?"
Polport's teeth itched with anger.
Ducat's series of performances on Pluto completely angered Polport, especially when the large group of crystals attacked wildly, Ducart actually did not protect himself but protected a lowly spirit woman, which made Polport's heart even more distorted.
Coupled with the provocation of Gu Evil Dust, Polpot looked down on Ducatt even more unpleasantly - all the credit belongs to him Polpott, what credit does Ducatt have for this bastard So as soon as he returned to Mars, Polport immediately took action to rectify Ducat, using the large number of high-level crystal balls he brought back, Polport bought off the real power of the temple, and let Ducart and Lily carry out a double fusion of Christo that is indescribable in nine deaths and a lifetime He wants to deal with Ducatt and Lily at once, and he no longer wants to see these two people dangling in front of him Something happened to Polport's surprise and jealousy, Ducatt and Lily actually managed to survive the second fusion and get more powerful than ever Ducatt is just a half-breed mongrel, the half-breed has no status in the Roman family, no matter how strong his strength is, he is a mongrel, just a coolie's life However, Lily is the purest bloodline of the Spirit Clan, as a loyal servant of the Romans for generations, the Spirit Clan is treated much higher than the Ducat, especially the powerful individuals of the Spirit Clan, who are treated favorably by the Roman nobles and sacrificial groups.
Faintly, the elder group of the Spirit Clan began to cultivate Lily as the future leader of the Spirit Clan, and the High Priest of the Pantheon also acquiesced to the decision of the Spirit Clan Elder Group after testing Lily's current strength.
"Ducat, this bastard, hooked up with the future queen of the Spirit Clan" When he thought of Duccat's good luck, Polport's heart was as uncomfortable as being tormented by boiling oil.
Stamping his foot heavily, Polpot angrily turned around and hugged a maid, pulling her into the nearest lounge.
It didn't take long for the rest room to be filled with delicate moans and gasps.
After a full minute and a half of fierce fighting, Polport let out a gasp of exuberance.
Lying on the maid's slick body, Polport generally played with the maid's breasts, squinting his eyes and thinking: "Maybe, I can do something to that little woman now" The Roman nobles are barren and don't have a strong sense of ethics, but the Eldarns are traditional and old-fashioned, and if Polport can force his hands on Lily, he will be able to possess her forever Fantasizing about Lily's pretty face and petite body, Polport felt a rush of anxiety in his lower body, and he rose to his strength and unleashed another wave of stormy bombardment against the maid below him.
"Well, the queen of the Spirit Clan, who is qualified to be my concubine, if I get Lily, I am much more sure of becoming the Roman King, after all, the king's body is still very strong now, and I will need a lot of merits in the future to ensure my status."
Polpot laughed, he felt that he was so excited today, so excited that he couldn't control his impulses at all.
So, Polpott, who had behaved exceptionally bravely today, summoned another maid in and launched an earth-shattering campaign against her for fifty-eight seconds.
The shuttle with black smoke emitting from behind its ass pierced through the thick shield of energy over the Holtam family, flying almost to the ground and heading forward.
After flying for about two hundred kilometers, after breaking away from the surveillance of the Holtam family's outer defense system, a faint silver light suddenly spread around the body of the shuttle with an old and dilapidated shell, and the ancient body began to deform like flowing water.
In the blink of an eye, a shuttle plane with the same color as the crimson desert on the surface of Mars, with a smooth shape like a seagull, appeared out of thin air.
To be continued: