"Love is the meaning of life, love is the flower of life, and love is the great power that can continue life. www.biquge.info It is love that brings us together today, let us use our lives to sing the praises of love ......"

The Marquis stood in front of the altar and recited in an emotional voice the poems he had composed himself, which were said to have been compiled in the most ornate court genre of the Imperial Age, and were elegantly pronounced in rhyme and meaning. Behind him, his maids sang softly and danced softly, and the rhythm of the singing and dancing was gentle and soft, like a perfect concerto, creating a strangely soft and ambiguous atmosphere.

The altar is always covered with a light veil, and only a strange figure can be vaguely seen enshrined on it. With the recitation of the marquis and the harmony of the maids, the faint fragrance in the basement became more and more intense, and it seemed that a strange ambiguous aura was gradually permeating, penetrating into everyone's body and mind. The light veil covering the figure seemed to be dancing as well.

The young mage named Pinkers was at first absent-minded, and from time to time he turned his head to look at the Sword of Benevolence not far away with strange eyes, but as the atmosphere gradually spread, he gradually became engrossed in watching the handmaidens dance, listening to the soft songs, and finally gradually reveling in it, and chanting softly.

With the gentle dancing, the maids had fewer and fewer clothes, and the youthful carcasses were like living works of art under the reflection of the glowing crystals around them, and they themselves seemed to be completely intoxicated by their dancing and singing, and their faces were completely immersed in the intoxication of happiness.

Master Pinkers had stepped forward by this time, and danced with a maid in his arms, his dancing was clumsy, but as if he did not feel it at all, but was completely intoxicated, and looked at the maid with a look of expression and fascination, as if it were a dream lover who had been infatuated with him for decades.

"Love, love, love. In the name of the god of love, love yourselves. Everyone who stands here will receive the blessings of the goddess of love, and you will all feel the fullest and truest life in love. The troubles and sorrows of the world together will not exist in love, and you will all be relieved in love......"

With the voice of the marquis, full of emotion, all the maids hugged each other and kissed each other, the expressions on their faces were both intoxicated and holy, as if they really held the meaning of their lives. And Pinkers didn't forget to take out a small bottle of potion from his clothes and drank it, and then he hugged the maid in his arms and kissed him, and then the two rolled down on the carpet covered with petals.

The maids hugged each other, kissed and caressed each other, and couldn't help but let out a happy and intoxicated moan, and the whole basement was beautiful. And before the altar, the marquis was half-kneeling, his eyes closed and silent, as if he was praying sincerely to the god of love.

After a while, Pinkers finally staggered up from the carpet covered in sweat, but for a while he was still unsteady on his feet, and closed his eyes and used a temporary arcane to enhance his physique. He was still in a trance, but he had finally woken up from the intoxication he had just had.

"Including the time to undress and pants, it is a total of three minutes and forty-eight seconds. This also counts the effect of that bottle of potion, isn't it okay, this young friend, have you stayed up too late?"

A voice suddenly sounded nearby, causing Pinkers to jump to the side, unsteady on his feet, and stumbling again. He stood up in embarrassment and saw that the Sword of Benevolence was staring at him not far away, with the eyes of an emaciated wild dog on the side of the road.

"You... You... Why didn't you ......" Pinkers was ashamed and annoyed, the other party's gaze made him feel uncomfortable, and he hurriedly reached to pick up his pants and put them on, almost falling again. After regaining his footing, he was able to take a closer look at the Westerner, only to find that the other party's clothes were completely intact, and he was full of energy, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his head, no matter how he looked at it, he had been standing there without moving.

There were a few naked maids around him, but they were all unconscious. If it is said that these women have been completely conquered to the point of coma in such a short period of time, and he can still sweat and get dressed, Pinx's reason does not believe it, and his self-esteem must not accept it.

The basement was still filled with heart-warming moans, and the maids were mostly entangled, kissing and touching each other affectionately, and Pinx looked at it, and there was a bit of a trance in his eyes, as if he wanted to turn around and join in. But then he shook his head, took a bottle of potion from his trousers and drank it, and then he was completely conscious, and then he turned his head to look at Marquis Arroyo, who was still kneeling in front of the altar, with a puzzled expression.

The basement space still echoes with the mournful moans of the maids, and the floor is full of writhing limbs. The sword of benevolence was still wrapped in both hands, and the old god was looking at the entangled maids all over the ground, as if watching the kittens and dogs playing. Pinkers stood not far away and looked at him with a strange look, and from time to time he turned his head to look at the Marquis of Arroyo in the distance.

The rhythm of the maids' moans became faster and faster, and the writhing limbs became more and more frequent, and finally they all let out a heart-wrenching moan, and then they all went limp, and the air was full of ** fragrance for a while.

The Marquis Arroyo in front of the altar finally stood up, he was obviously just kneeling there and did not move, but now he was sweating profusely and his face was tired. Turning his head to look at the Sword of Benevolence standing straight in the distance, he also showed a ghostly expression.

The Marquis walked over, and Picques looked at each other, exchanging strange glances before asking, "This... Your Excellency Sword of Benevolence, do you really feel nothing? Do you not feel the throbbing of love in your heart, the passion and emotion that wells up from the deepest part of your heart?"

"Nope. The Sword of Benevolence replied categorically. "Real men only have blood and fighting spirit in their hearts, where can there be such a thing as love. ”

The Marquis still looked incredulous: "What about the voice of Eva, the god of love? That's the power of the gods from the level of law, as long as it is a person, no, as long as it is a living being, it is impossible not to feel it?"

"It seems like something is buzzing like a mosquito, but it's only a small matter of the tenacious fighting spirit of the warriors of love and justice. The little girls were so annoyed by the sound that they wanted to crawl on top of me, so I let them fall asleep first. ”

Marquis Arroyo looked at him blankly, then turned to Pinkers again, exchanging a helpless look, and Pinkers also nodded, the look in his eyes gradually becoming gloomy.

"Well, that's all the futile temptation. Pinkers looked at the Sword of Benevolence and motioned for Marquis Arroyo to step back, and with a gesture of his hand, a protective arcane light up on his earrings, adding a layer of blue to his body. "We have to admit that you do hide deep enough that even such fluctuations in the laws of the living body's instincts can't inspire you to reveal your true nature, but it doesn't help. We already know who you really are. ”

"My true identity?" said the Sword of Benevolence with a strange stunned expression. "Are you sure?"

"Of course, the devil from the lower realms. This is nothing new. The clergy were old-fashioned and stupid, but in some respects their judgments were accurate. And the eccentricity you show in all aspects is already beyond the scope of Westerners... Although that is indeed a very weird race. Pincus's voice was confident, and it was clear that he had full confidence in his own judgment and in his preparation. "First of all, we arcanists are not as pedantic as clergy. Even if you are really from the will of the lower realms, we can still cooperate, but in our way......"

With a click, the ground under the sword of benevolence suddenly cracked, and several black shadows with wide palms and flexible snakes emerged from it and pounced on him.

Of course, this kind of instantaneous small thing would not be placed in the eyes of the Sword of Benevolence, and he snorted coldly, and several fist shadows struck it, making several crisp sounds.

But unexpectedly, these black shadows only shook slightly, but they were not defeated, but wrapped around his body, instantly forming a circle around his body, and then completely fixed it with a few soft clicks.

The Sword of Benevolence also showed a stunned look, it turned out that it was actually several huge shackles that were all in one, and there were also arcane runes engraved on them, and he was actually tied up like this while he was careless. Moreover, the shackles were an inch thick, wider than the palm of a hand, and were used to bind elephants, and with the dense arcane runes on them, it seemed as if it was impossible to break free with strength.

"Haha, this alloy shackle is the one that binds large demonic beasts in the Imperial Age. What do you think of this treatment?" Pinkers seemed to be greatly relieved to see that this trick had really worked, and then he became triumphant. "What you can only project is the will, and you can only use the power of the host itself for a short period of time, and even if you can improve it very limitedly. I have to admit that the person you projected is indeed very powerful, but unfortunately I have already studied you. It's an arcane trap just for you, isn't it?"

Seeing that the target was successfully controlled, Marquis Arroyo also seemed much more relieved, looking at the sword of benevolence that was hooped like an iron bucket, and the huge shackles on his body, his eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and asked, "Do you really need this? Isn't it too careful? The cost of these five extremes of 'Activated Metal' Arcane Circle is not low." I think it's better to use one or two six-ring bondage arcane......"

"No, you have to be careful with these Westerners, at least physically and skillfully Westerners. Pinkers shook his head, as if remembering something, and his face became ugly and heavy. "You only need to know how dangerous this guy is when he has fought against several Templars on his own, organized a cult on the West Coast, and recently escaped under the High Priest of Daylight and the High Priest of the Guardian Hand in Osstar. Luckily, the last time I came into contact with them, I specialized in the power systems of Westerners. They are very good at using the life energy in their bodies, whether it is a force field or an elemental spell, they will be invalidated due to the collapse of the structure under the impact of high-level life energy, so they can't rely on arcane alone. Didn't you see that guy almost defeated the effect of the extreme activation metal? In this case, you must definitely make the most preparations, and save resources for some unpredictable possibilities, which is a big taboo for mage warfare. ”

"Resources can be re-collected, but there is only one life. There may also be only one chance of failure. So you have to be cautious, cautious, and cautious. These are the words on the title page of the Department of Practical Combat manual. ”

"That's a good point. Even I couldn't help but want to applaud. Even the sword of benevolence on the side opened his mouth to praise. He tried and it seemed impossible to shake off the alloy shackles with all his strength, and he didn't move again. "Look at me, for example, it's a living example. One accidentally fell into your trap. ”

Looking at this eccentric Westerner, who was calm and not at all panicked by being trapped, Pinks and the Marquis couldn't help but exchange another strange look. Of course, this is the case with the poor creatures who are possessed by the will of the lower realms, and they don't care about it. Pinkers picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on, took out a scroll from them, and said to Marquis Arroyo, "Now all that remains is how to completely arouse the will of the lower realm in this guy's body." This contract scroll was specially used in the Imperial Age to deal with the demons of the lower realm, but only with the real devil, and if his will is not fully manifested, it cannot be used if the essence of the existence of the lower realm cannot be revealed. Generally speaking, strong lust stimulates their nature, but now this way... Are you going to torture him?"

"It's okay, there's something easier about it. Arroyo beckoned to a maid in the distance. "Tina, please come here. ”

The naked maiden Yingying walked in, her body was extremely graceful, full of the beauty of youth, and there seemed to be a holy breath in the temptation, while the other maids seemed to be still asleep in the afterglow of the pleasure just now, and it seemed that she was the only one who had maintained enough sobriety and self-control in the festival just now.

"Tina is the most beautiful and attractive girl I have here. She is also the girl who is most favored by Eva, the goddess of love, and I think that the power of the gods should be enough to expose his devilish will. It's just that I'm about to grieve Tina. The marquis caressed the girl's face with a look of heartache.

"Of course not, it is my privilege to spread the gospel of love for Her Highness Eva. The girl smiled and bowed, and went to the altar and knelt down in silent prayer.

A light breeze from nowhere lifted the veil that shrouded the altar, revealing the obscured statue below. It turned out that this was a statue of a man and a woman embracing each other, and a good-looking red ** man hugged the intoxicated man in his arms, but the man seemed to be buried a little too deep, and it looked like he was almost completely immersed in the woman's chest and devoured by the woman.

It didn't take long for Tina to stand up, her face a little more inexplicably brighter than before, and she looked more beautiful and seductive than before, and more holy. She turned around again and headed straight for the sword of benevolence that had been bound. This appearance and posture made Pinx, who was not far away, look in a daze, and he couldn't help but saliva from the corner of his mouth.

The Sword of Benevolence frowned slightly, but he didn't seem to have much to do about the situation in front of him, so he could only watch the girl walk in front of him step by step towards him.

The girl hugged the immovable Sword of Benevolence, and stood on tiptoe, but fortunately her figure was already relatively tall, and there was a slight step here, so that she could reach the mouth of the tall Sword of Benevolence, pursed her seductive lips, and gave him a deep kiss that could not be avoided.

After a few seconds, Tina looked up at the Westerner in front of her, a look of surprise on her face, as if she had sensed something strange between the kisses.

And the expression on the face of the Sword of Benevolence was even more strange, there was no intoxication, enjoyment or anything like that, but rather surprise, stunned, and a little disgusting, as if he had just eaten a piece of roasted worm cooked by a half-orc instead of intersecting with this stunner.

Tina looked at the somewhat ugly Western man in front of her and smiled slightly. The smile seemed to make the air around her very beautiful, she licked her mouth, the pair of red lips were so seductive that they seemed to be the dreams of men all over the world, and then she half-closed her eyes and leaned over again, to give this pair of gifts to Ren Jun to taste again.

The Sword of Benevolence also suddenly smiled, and in the face of such a stunner's active dedication, he opened his big mouth and bit down violently.

With a click, the sword of benevolence directly bit off the mouth of the girl Tina. Not only the seductive red lips, but also half of the mouth and the entire chin were all gnawed by his big mouth that had swallowed and chewed countless animal limbs and organs, and this girl who was still delicate and touching just now became a monster with only half a face left.

With a whining sound, the girl Tina stepped back again and again, and her distorted face still clearly showed a terrified expression, and the bright red blood splashed happily from the tattered place like a mountain stream, dyeing the originally alluring carcass a terrifying bright red. Finally, she could no longer bear the great fear and pain, and her eyes rolled and she fell to the ground and passed out.

"Oh, no, no, the arcane is on top! Tina, my Tina!" the Marquis of Arroyo screamed as if it had bitten him. Seeing the miserable condition of his beloved maid, he was so pained that tears flowed out, and the face that was only half covered with blood made him turn his head again and dare not look at it, and he looked panicked as if he wanted to use a healing arcane, but he couldn't use it.

"Hmph, you're finally showing your true colors!" In contrast, Pincus was also dumbfounded, but he finally maintained his judgment, and immediately after being shocked, he was overjoyed and shook off the scroll in his hand. Countless arcane-woven rays of light spread from the scroll and connected to the Sword of Benevolence.

"In the name of the arcane, from the lower realms, follow the laws of this world, and sign a contract with me in equal exchange! First of all, report your real name!" Pinkers recited the words on the scroll, a voice with the power of law that resembles a divine prayer that connects the cause and effect of this world with arcane art.

"The king is invincible, the sword of benevolence. The Western man on the opposite side, trapped in alloy shackles, spit out the flesh and bones and teeth in his mouth, and replied with a mouthful full of blood.

"Okay, then...... No, no, it's not your host's name, and it's not a pseudonym you're using to disguise. It's your real name associated with the nature of your being!"

"Then prick up your ears and listen, my real name is the Invincible King, the One in the Universe, the Strongest in the World, the Friend of Justice, the Evil Crusher, the Ambassador of Love, the Conqueror of the Plane, the One of All Females Longing for Fertility, the Sword of Love. ”

"Okay, then the king is invincible, the only one in the universe, the strongest in the world, and the friend of justice....." Halfway through the reading, Pinkers looked up in amazement. "It's... This shouldn't be the name of the devil of the lower realms. You... How do you ......"

"This is certainly not the name of the devil of the lower realm. It is the name of a warrior of love and justice who crisscrosses the universe of all stars. ”

As he spoke, Pinkers saw the Westerner easily break free from his shackles. It wasn't that he used any special skills to open the mechanism, or that the huge force broke the shackles, but that the muscles and joints on his body squirmed a few times, and his whole body became much thinner, and the heavy shackles that were originally clinging to him naturally loosened.

"Hell, this guy is in disguise! cunning Westerner!no, cunning devil!" Pinkers also sensed that the power of the scroll in his hand was not realized, and immediately threw it away, and took out another scroll casually.

"I heard that you are still trying to learn the arcane during this time? It seems that you understand that the tricks of these Westerners are not good enough to realize your dangerous schemes, so you want to learn more powerful arcane?

With a frenzied howl, Pinkers ripped open the newly pulled scroll again, and the arcane power created a huge outline in the void, only to be seen a second or two later, a huge feline appeared in front of Pinx. It was a tiger-like beast that was more than seven meters long and nearly two meters tall, with five long horns on its head flashing with electric light, and golden flames burning on its body and limbs.

"Age-era creatures arcane creations, magical beasts that freely use the wind and fire elements, and electric fire tigers that can capture and kill the earth-walking dragons, you despicable western monkey and lower realm monster will definitely not be his opponent, suffer death!" Pinkers waved his hand, and the huge tiger pounced towards the Sword of Benevolence, but the huge body did not detract from the dexterity and grace of the feline.

"With such arrogant lines, it seems that it is difficult for you to survive three minutes with kidney deficiency, brother. However, this big cat looks good, just as a warm-up. The Sword of Benevolence stepped to the side, just dodging the tiger's blow, and then punched the tiger in the head.

Meow's half-scream, a half-human-sized big cat's entire upper body was shattered by the punch, and the lower half of its body just flew out, becoming transparent in mid-air and disappearing.

"Huh?" instead, the sword of benevolence was stunned. Then he quickly turned around and saw Pinkers turning around and running to the entrance of the passage.

With a bang, the Sword of Benevolence caught up with Pinks in a few big steps, and shattered his scrawny body with a single blow, but the shattered body still became transparent and disappeared in mid-air. It's still just an illusion created by arcane.

"What?" the Sword of Benevolence was really surprised. He turned around and took a closer look, only to realize that there seemed to be a secret door in the far corner that had just slid silently. It turned out that as soon as he first touched the scroll, the arcane genius had already replaced himself with an illusion and quietly fled invisibly.

"Hahahaha, it seems that kidney deficiency is not necessarily brain deficiency. The Sword of Benevolence did not chase it any further, but looked up and laughed, not angry that he had been deceived by these two illusions. He also understood that the level of these two illusions just now was definitely not low, at least above the five rings, and it was very likely to be the sixth ring. Even the smell and elemental fluctuations of the giant tiger just now are lifelike, or real, and the illusion of Pinx's escape also perfectly expresses the sound of footsteps, the sound of the wind, the sound of breathing and even part of the breath, and after all, he is not as good as a Taoist like Liu Xuanying in terms of perception, and it is normal to be deceived.

Turning his head again, the other maids were still in a coma, and the Marquis of Arroyo was there holding the injured and unconscious maid Tina crying breathlessly, but he covered the broken face with his clothes and did not dare to look at it, but he did not care about the changes here.

"That's enough, stand up. The Sword of Benevolence snorted coldly and said, "I'm not here to play hide and seek with a man with a kidney loss, nor to come to see a middle-aged man crying. ”