After Indulging in Alchemy, the Madam Was Cringed Over by the Duke

This is a fantasy world where angels and demons dance together, elves and dwarves play mahjong, and every imperial royal family member has a dragon.

In the Campbell black market, there is an ...

Chapter 202 A Table of Mahjong

In short, when you hear that voice, you feel that it is the voice of the true god.

In contrast, this evil god...

Li Aili was disheartened to discover that even if she took out several bottles of alchemical potions to shut them up, it wouldn't stop the Spider Queen from scratching the blackboard in their minds.

The duke beside her reacted even more strongly than she did.

But logically speaking, Arthur is the strongest.

He was confident he could go toe-to-toe with the Spider Queen.

Asmodeus barely managed to maintain the 'harmony' within his own camp by threatening cooperation.

Li Aili, inevitably flustered by concern, gripped the Duke's hand tightly and looked at him with concern.

The Duke gently squeezed her hand back, immediately understanding his wife's worry, and softly explained, "It's nothing, it's just noise."

Li Aili's knowledge of bio-alchemy automatically came to mind, and she began to analyze the reason for her husband's discomfort.

Then she remembered that the prototype of the chimera had three heads... three heads.

Three heads, three times the 'noise pollution'.

Li Aili: "..."

The Minotaur Bajin's eyes were bloodshot; if the Spider Queen said a few more words, his bull head would probably explode.

The Duke glanced at it, then swiftly stretched out his foot and kicked the minotaur into the portal he had opened, along with Leslie and the others.

The open door opened and closed rapidly.

The Spider Queen looked over suspiciously.

The cold, sinister spider eyes swept over Li Ai Li and Arthur repeatedly, but the Spider Queen seemed to automatically block out the two standing there.

With a suspicious look, the Spider Queen continued her interrogation of the dying white dragon: "Has your useless 'demigod' finally gone mad with fear?"

Does he want me to turn him into a decoration in the palace?

Using "he" to describe a god is like calling someone inhuman; it's an extremely insulting term.

With his last breath, Bailong uttered, "...Please, Father God, descend."

A powerful dragon's might pressed down from above.

Li Aili: "..."

Great, that's enough for a mahjong table!