Brian's questioning of his own soul caused the Heavenly Imprint in the spiritual world to fall into a state of almost collapse, and the sometimes powerful and sometimes weakened Divine Light could not carry the vast will of the Heavenly Kingdom at all, and almost at the same time, the situation of the other two members of the Great Western Continent team also suddenly took a sharp turn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't escape through this self-deception, but face your truest feelings and desires."

**The voice of the incarnation suddenly sounded in the ears of the gray-robed nun Betty, and the extreme shame, humiliation and pleasure came to her heart again.

Although under the control of the Heavenly Brand, all emotions and ** were completely shielded and blocked, but this sprouted ** from the inside was not so easy to get rid of, when the dark red that spread and spread again came out of the white light, and the dark red distorted magic text also reappeared from the body, the gray-robed nun was actually caught in an undoubted writhing and snorting.

Any seemingly random swing represents a variety of intercourse postures, and the soft hum contains hints and teasing, like a cat's soft little paws and tongue constantly licking and scratching in the heart.

"Come on, don't resist, feel the feeling with your heart, pleasure will tell you how ridiculous it is to be bound by yourself."

Under the erosion of more and more intense pleasure and filth, the gray-robed nun seemed to be swallowed up by the **whirlpool in her heart** little by little, and pulled into a special space completely filled with pleasure**, different faces, different scenes, and completely different identities all made her feel like she had experienced it herself.

"This is the joy of life, beautiful emotions and love, continuation and inheritance, and everyone can feel the only magic of life."

In the hoarse and magnetic words, Betty seemed to see a handsome and elegant young man, whose every move seemed to contain a graceful demeanor, so fascinated her, that they fell in love, and loved each other in more and more passion, children, wealth and aging did not hinder love, but became more and more delicious under the precipitation of years like fermented wine.

This kind of extreme happiness pursued by almost all women in their lives can't help but be intoxicated by Betty, not to mention this kind of warmth in the main god space, even in the real world, not many people can have it, in contrast, the sharp contrast can't help but the gray-robed nun's subconscious began to deny and reject the truth, from the confrontation between reason and instinct into this false **.

"And it's not such a narrow category, there is a ...... of pleasure all the time in a life that truly belongs to oneself."

As the hoarse voice became deeper and deeper, the moments of daily life that unintentionally crossed her sensitive parts made the pleasure called pleasure continue to hit from all directions like a tidal wave.

"It is only after you gradually understand and feel the pleasure deeply, that you will feel that some moral and ethical constraints are meaningless."

When the hoarse voice turned into an almost inaudible whisper, Betty and her best friend became more and more intimate, the warm lips moved from cheeks to lips, ears and necks and kept falling, caresses and kisses from women also quietly entwined, melting her heart through an unusually soft beauty, and when her child grew up little by little, the original slightly painful sucking of breastfeeding was completely transformed into caresses, this behavior seemed to continue......

The exchange of friendship with the same sex, the constant pleasure of caressing with one's own children, and the pleasure brought by intercourse with strange men, and even between multiple members of the opposite sex, continue to spread like a drug addiction, and it seems that those ** evils that were originally unimaginable have become accustomed pleasures......

"Pleasure pervades every corner of life, waiting to be discovered, and even pain and humiliation are only the breeding ground for a different kind of pleasure."

In the silent murmur, the grey-robed nun Betty seemed to be able to sense inexplicable pleasure from the secret watching, satisfaction from the stench, filth, and the pain of the whipping and cruelty of the body, and even the domination of the corpse, which would never resist anything, seemed so wonderful and irresistible.

In front of the white knights, the Black Knights of the Twelve Round Table, completely burned to ashes by the holy light, seemed to be reduced to the appearance of the human beings before their deaths, and stared at all this with an ethereal attitude, although they did not say anything, he could feel the roar and questioning.

"Forgiveness will lose its value after losing the anger and hatred in the heart, and I don't feel that there is no meaning in the heroism of fear and cowardice, only the will of the self is the root that makes faith precious, look at you now, you have completely given up your self for survival and strength, and the walking dead who are enslaved by heaven still have even the slightest glory!"

"Can you imagine this kind of pain, even if you are bathed in the sun, you can't feel the slightest warmth, but even so, even if we are dead, the obsession and will in our hearts have not dissipated, Gawain's steel armor, Bose's guardian and Gareth's sword are all like this, even if it is distorted by filth and sin, let this indestructible lake in my hand continue to shine!"

"Is this how you face this battle, a coward who puts your humble life completely above your own glory, and goes against the way of knighthood, you will lose your glory and your will......"

Although these Black Knights of the Round Table have long since lost their self, the white knight in front of him doesn't know that the name of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table is still very useful to these guys who regard glory as all this, especially as early as in the previous battle, the filth has been eroded and lurked in his heart bit by bit.

The shaking of faith, the loss of the soul and the collapse of the will led to the complete collapse of the entire worldview and values, and this series of chain reactions directly led to catastrophic consequences, the young man in black, the nun in gray robe and the knight in white almost fell into a complete collapse of the soul in the questioning and denial of the self.

Now this tree of life blooming in the labyrinth of the plane, like a skyscraper under construction, the white knight, the gray-robed nun and the black-clothed young man are undoubtedly the foundation that carries everything, when these foundations have problems, what remains of this building is only the surface solidity, and the hidden dangers hidden in it lead to the higher the construction, the more brilliant and majestic it seems to be, the final collapse will become more violent............

Although the twenty-two paths had been outlined, converging into a pure white crown through the canopy of maroon, orange, turquoise, crimson, golden, and blue, the link between the elemental layer and heaven that was the foundation had been severed, and the entire tree of life floated into the abyss like rootless duckweed............